We moved from the city with a small house and yard to a small town with a big yard about 6 months ago. One reason for the move was in hopes that my son, 6, would be able to experience God’s creations more often. Today was one of those days. I walked out to the ditch behind my house that has perhaps 6 or 8 inches of greenish water to see what I could find. I had no idea, but there were fish in it, lots of them! I called my son to come see, and after a good look we agreed that later we’ll go back out, dressed properly, to catch some in a bucket to see better. I can just see it now… he’ll be out in his 3 sizes too big shrimping boots with a fishing pole trying to catch the little things! What an encouraging occasion on a day when I was questioning myself whether I was reaching the learner in him!