The Fisher of Men

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There is no random cast of the net from the Fisherman’s boat.  There is no random cast of the rod in the Fisherman’s hand.  There is a fisherman-shaped hole in every heart and His love captures the soul that searches for it.  A glorious capture from cold dark waters. Kind and loving Fisherman, hook our souls and never let us go.

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