I received a phonecall from a friend whilst here in Lewis. He asked me whether I would like tosee a monster of a salmon. So I jumped in the car, and drove about fifteenmiles to where he was working. In one of the sheds of the fishery departmentlay the monster. It was 47 inches long, 26 inches in girth and 32 pounds in weight. Thedepartment were about to freeze it and send it south to a taxidermist forstuffing.

Apparently, a high tide had caused the riverto overflow its banks. The salmon had wandered out of the main channel, and hadswum out over the bank into shallow water. The waters had receded quickly andleft the fish stranded high and dry.

That’s what happenswhen we wander from the ways of God. Instead of the safety, security andblessing of His way of righteousness, we can end up on the broad path thatleads to destruction. Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, prone to leave the GodI love, is a refrain that we can sadly and regrettably agree with. If the salmonhad stayed in the main channel, it would be still swimming in its trueenvironment instead of on a taxidermist’s slab.