I was hungry for fish. Money was tight, so I had tried begging my fisherman neighbor but he told me that he’d given away his last catch and his freezer was empty.
I remember praying a simple prayer, like “Jesus, I’d sure like to have some fish to eat.” About 2 p.m. a kid from down the street rang the doorbell. This family had 3 or 4 little kids under 10 years old and they tormented me a lot, running in and out of my house all day long just like it was their own.
“Mom said to ask you if you want some fish.” I was shocked. Was the Lord going to answer my prayer through them? Of course I said yes, and started to get the sink ready to clean them. Here came that kid again with a plate of fresh fried crappie hot off the fire. “Mom cooked these fish but us kids don’t like ’em,” and ran off to play.
That reminds me of another time that Jesus supplied the fish. It happened right after Jesus rose from the dead. Peter was discouraged and thinking about going back to his old life. He told his friends, “I’m going fishing.” They said, “We’ll go with you.” But they fished all night and caught nothing. When dawn broke, Jesus stood on the beach and called, “Boys, did you catch any fish? Do you have anything to eat with your bread?” They said, “No!”
He said to them, “ Cast your net on the right side of the boat,” and they caught so many they couldn’t haul them all in. When Peter realized it was Jesus, he jumped off the boat and swam to shore. John 21:6. NKJV.
Jesus already had a fire going, and fish and bread ready to eat. “Come and eat, boys.” The feast in heaven may just be crappie and fresh fried hushpuppies, cooked by Jesus Himself.