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Sometimes really amazing, deep experiences occur and they just hang around. You can just bask in them.
And sometimes a deep and sanctified experience is followed by something totally absurd.
This was one of those times.
I had just visited a Sikh Temple, a beautiful place where I experienced some very unexpected lessons about the heart of God. Upon leaving the temple, I stopped by a large reflecting pond. Surrounded by marble, it is used for reflection and purification.
I was encouraged to stick my feet in. That’s when I noticed the fish.
There were catfish, lots of catfish. I mean hundreds, perhaps thousands. And I quickly realized that, by accident or design, sticking your feet in often involves getting little “catfish kisses” as they sniff around your toes.
As I waded into the water, I grabbed my camera – a photographic angler with my toes as bait.
Apparently, my feet weren’t tasty enough for them to get too close, but here you can see one brave fellow poking me with his whiskers.
I know when I was a kid, I had a picture of missionary work or Christian travel being deeply spiritual and solemn and sacrificial. And occasionally it is. But I never would have pictured catfish kisses being part of it.
If I had, I think I would have started this job sooner.
About the Author: Brad Miller is a year-long fellow with WND. A student of Psychology, Biology, and Theatre, he's worked as an actor, teacher, balloon artist and last-minute fill-in guy for any number of projects. He loves camping and tinkering with broken and discarded things. Brad's passion in life is to unleash the potential in others.