Tag Archives: Life

God Calls Us to Fish

God calls us to fish.

But I don’t know how!

God calls us to fish.

But I don’t have any bait,

How am I supposed to talk to a stranger?

God calls us to fish.

My life is like a rat nest of fishing line.

Choose someone else.

God calls us to fish.

God calls us to fish.

“So they did, and there were so many fish that they couldn’t haul in the net.”

-(C)2016, Nathan Decker, Worshipswake.wordpress.com


More than Teach a Man to Fish

Teach a man to fish and he’ll have all the food he needs.

Then the rich built a fence around the lake.

And the factory poisoned the water with pollution.

And those in power said he couldn’t fish without a license.

God the system is rigged.

The poor keep getting poorer.

Social mobility is a myth.

What once was a living is now merely surviving.

Lord Jesus, hear our cries.

Spirit, speak through our voice for the silenced.

Spirit, vote through our vote for the disenfranchised.

Spirit, transform our hearts, minds, and souls.

Lord Jesus, hear our cries.

Move your Church to stand up to bullies.

-©2015 Worship’s Wake, Nathan Decker

Guided Prayer of Creation

This prayer is intended to be read to a group dramatically while the group sits in the silence and experiences God through contemplating where the guide leads them.  It is based on the Genesis 1 Creation story.  Enjoy.


All is dark.  All is still.  Everything is nothing.

All about you there is the deep.

The chaotic void surrounds you,

chokes you when you open your mouth to scream.

You are drowning in the meaningless night.

Within you there is a shattered dreamless lack of self.


But all at once you hear a whisper.

It stirs all the world as a breeze gently moving.

You feel the caress of the wind like a hand wiping tears from your eye.

You hear the voice in your ears, no, in your heart; the voice of one who loves.


“Light!”  The voice says.


All is light.  All is purpose.  Nothing is Everything.


“Sky!”  The voice says.


You gaze up into the bluest sky peppered with cotton clouds.

Anxious for the next word you wait in anticipation.  Here it comes.  The voice is not done!


“Earth!” The voice says.


Within your fingertips you grasp at the dirt.  About your toes, you feel the sands of the beach cooled by the rush of an oncoming wave.  The grass tickles your feet as you rush to climb a tree to hear what the voice says next:


“Sun, Moon, Stars!”  The voice says.


And there the paintbrush of a thousand colors gives you the first sunrise and sunset.  You watch in awe as bursts of light from millions of lifetimes away suddenly twinkle in the evening.  The moon looms large in the sky as you hear the voice continue:


“Life!”  The voice says.


From your perch in the tree you watch as a whale comes up for air from within the deep.  A flock of birds flies suddenly from a nearby roost.  Climbing down, you are greeted by a majestic buck chasing after a doe.  You walk through this world, in wonder, in awe.  What could the voice possibly says next.  What could the Creator dream?  What could the Architect build?  What could the Carpenter design now?


“Love!”  The voice says.  “Love!”


All about you there is life.

The emptiness is pushed away and replaced,

You open your lips and feel

the breeze, the wind, the Spirit,

the breath of life enters you.

You are baptized in the meaningful light.

Within you there is a woven dream of what you can be and become.  Amen.