It had been a startling week since Easter Sunday. These disciples had had their worlds, as we would say today, truly rocked and rolled. What to do when everything around you is shaken, no longer the same? Nothing makes sense anymore. We start thinking that it’s now forever and Jesus; Jesus shows us it’s only for a time.

What do you do whether savoring Easter’s joys or falling heap deep into the throes of personal sadness, family upsets, worrisome medical news?

Well, what do you do? Well, you do something you know how to do . . . Like, those now wondering and now wandering disciples, you … you go fishing. But there was little reward out on those waters. Until something happened.

Was it a replay of Jesus calling Peter years before when he’d had a bad night out on the sea when Peter thought he was Jesus and couldn’t walk on water?

Jesus, a carpenter who supposedly knew nothing about fishing, amazingly fills their empty, hungry nets. Now, after trauma had ripped through them through his death and resurrection Jesus uses that familiar fishing event to remind them of their initial calls.

Jesus may have chuckled to himself saying, “Remember, guys? Well, I told you many times before but I can better than repeat it to you one more time, so I’ll show you.”

And, what did he do? A post-resurrection miracle to convince and amaze them?

No. No, he made them breakfast. There’s nothing like enjoying breakfast beside the lake. They were stunned, silenced, and maybe amused themselves. Because you never, ever know what happens with Jesus around.

This relationship with Jesus motivates Peter to proclaim months later that Jesus is the cornerstone of faith, the keystone which stabilizes the entire frame of belief.

Easter, continues in our Church’s calendar, but forever resides within our minds and hearts. For there is always and everywhere a time of heightened gratitude for the dying and rising of Jesus; that we too can breakfast with him in a new or renewed awareness. (Breakfast as a verb; only Jesus!)

So, pause around the fire of that realization on the lake and soak in his comfort for whatever sadly Good Friday or joyous Easter you may experience at anytime. His Presence. It is a time, an encounter, for wonder, peace and trust in the connection with the One who anchors our boats and feeds us with himself.

Because isn’t breakfast the most important meal of the day? I mean, all of our spiritual days?

John:21

When they climbed out on shore, they saw a charcoal fire with fish on it and bread. Jesus said to them, “Bring some of the fish you just caught.” So Simon Peter went over and dragged the net ashore full of one hundred fifty-three large fish. Even though there were so many, the net was not torn. Jesus said to them, “Come, have breakfast.” And none of the disciples dared to ask him, “Who are you?” because they realized it was the Lord. Jesus came over and took the bread and gave it to them, and in like manner the fish. This was now the third time Jesus was revealed to his disciples after being raised from the dead.

The Gospel of the Lord.