You Say Codfish, I Say Catfish

There are sharks in the water and I am a bleeding man.

The adversary is [swimming] about, seeking whom he may devour—and he’s in my swimming hole!  Alas, I am again bed-ridden with a pressure sore that was very containable the past few days. Overnight, however, it tripled in size and deepened. The silver lining is that it is not on my bum as in years past, but on the side of my leg. Even still, a pressure sore is a pressure sore no matter where it may fester. Knowing this and what’s ahead, Sandy laid her hand on my leg in the wee hours just before dawnbreak and prayed for a miracle. Lord, You know…You sshark2ee…

It’s not just about “staying off it for a few days”; it means bandaging, watching, waiting, wondering if and when it’s time to call in the professionals, preventing infection, cancelling appointments, answering the same questions over and over again…

Drip, drip, drip.

Sniff, sniff. (Sharks can smell blood from over a mile away, I understand)

I once heard about the codfish industry’s struggle to stay afloat. It seems that years ago North Atlantic codfish were shipped frozen but the quality of the fish was unacceptable once thawed, having lost its taste after the 3 or 4 days it took to come in from the sea. Someone thought that shipping the cod in seawater might improve the quality but it didn’t take long at all to realize once the fish arrived to port, the texture of the meat was mushy and tasteless. The reason? The cod was sedentary, almost comatose, during the shipping process.

What to do, what to do…

It was then discovered if you shipped live North Atlantic cod in seawater with its natural enemy—the catfish—in the tank, the quality of the fish would improve dramatically. Imagine being one of those sweet little cods, swimming and swimming for your life, constantly chased, not able to rest or sleep for days. Exercised. Pushed to its limits. Heart pumping. Blood racing.

Mmmmm-mmmm good. As Chuck Swindoll observes:

God knows that we are codfish in a catfish world. God allows all things, even catfish type things to help us grow strong and if He kept us from those things, we wouldn’t grow into the image of Jesus Christ. Jesus himself said, ‘In this world you are going to have struggles. You are going to have troubles, tribulations, but be of good courage. I have overcome the world and I am going to take those troubles and I am going to transform you more and more in to my likeness.’

–Charles Swindoll

The illustration breaks down in that I am not running, racing, panting and scared for my life. I’m resting. I’m trusting. Oh, I can feel the whiskers on my heels but there’s One in the “tank” with me, staring down my predatory foe. His love for me is such that no creature above, around or beneath can take my life. The enemy cannot even ruin my day. I’m sure that really chaps him.

Inconvenience? Most certainly.

Concern? Is the proverbial pope catholic?

Quit? (and I know I’m mixing metaphors here) Hardly. The towel is still in the corner of the ring and there’s no way my Trainer is throwing it in.

I’ll be fine, as always. But sharks, you’d best beware. Your enemy is the Almighty who rules over you.


12 thoughts on “You Say Codfish, I Say Catfish

  1. darla says:

    I am praying more for you, for healing and for protection from the enemy, who is just that low to attach when one is favorite thing to say to him when he attacks like that is “there is a lake of fire with your name on it, and I for one will be glad when this is all done”.

    I was thinking as i read this…the enemy appears to us as a shark or a fire breathing dragon..and after climbing up on our Fathers shoulders and seeing him through HIS eyes, the enemy is bluffing..he is a lizard next to our DADDY..(don’t remember who told me that a long time ago, but it comes back to me from time to time, and what a blessing!)

    So look me up on facebook…last name Frantz


    • pasturescott says:

      Praise God, Darla! Our LORD takes the high and makes them low…the proud and makes them fall (into the everlasting abyss)…BUT, he takes the low and sets them in the heavenlies, the weak and infuses them with HIMSELF!

      My Daddy just flicks lizards off His shoulders. Hallelujah!

      Thank you for your kind words and prevailing prayers. How are you? You getting stronger?


  2. Jerald says:

    Wow, Scott, even in dire circumstances and “swimming to beat the band” you still can write about so beautifully.
    You know that we all are really praying for you to recover supernaturally fast and that God will show you something very special in all this.
    By the way, didn’t you learn to swim in the North Atlantic. I know you’ve been chased before and you’ve seemed to get stonger every time. I pray that He will strengthen you more and more throuth your trouble.


    • pasturescott says:

      So kind, Jerald. I hope you are not feeling dumped on in the office (at least not more than in any other usual week!)…thank you for being there. A few years ago, when stuff like this took me off my feet, I would be concerned about gaps, but the LORD blessed me/us with a gift: Pasture’s Right Hand Man! Thank you for being there. Oh, you can hang the correspondence on my door if it’s convenient. Can’t get too far behind!


  3. Jerald says:

    Your wish is my command, Kemosabe.


  4. annie says:

    “Do not rejoice over me, O my enemy.
    Though I fall, I will rise.
    Though I dwell in darkness,
    The LORD is a light for me.”


  5. “…But sharks, you’d best beware. Your enemy is the Almighty who rules over you.”

    It is so important to get this!!!
    Jesus Christ is Lord of ALL!!!!
    Amen, brother!!


    • pasturescott says:

      Man, JT, we’re just havin’ church up in here! I’m shoutin’ amens with you and waiting for that simmering post of yours to be served up fresh and hot!

      Love you, bro!

      I can tell you’re with me in this…


      • I’ve been mulling over the fact that the Lord allows the ‘sin’ to remain in us…
        He allows the temptations…. (but leaving no excuse for the actual sins if we

        But it’s for our good…
        We are certainly like the codfish, as you say in your post here, but aren’t we
        also kind of like the tank with the two opposite fish swimming around inside of
        us,one which
        is there only for the sake of making the other a better ‘meal’, a better source
        of nourishment?

        Sorry, not trying to get too ‘metaphysical’ here…
        really just thinking out loud…


  6. KaKa says:

    If you get tired of swimming, don’t worry, we will be ready to pull you along……..
    I’ve got the rope ready. all you have to do is give the drowning signal and it will be tossed out


    • pasturescott says:

      Thank you, KaKa. I know how you don’t like to comment where your words can be seen by others, but when you do, ALL of us win! Thank you for throwing yourself out there…oh, and as for the rope, it goes under my armpits, not around the neck…not the neck…tell the deacons!


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