Luckily the line had tangled itself, so we didn't have to reel in a 100 yards of line. My husband fixed her pole, re-baited it and we explained again how to cast. I made sure to add "when you let go of the button and throw keep holding the fishing pole, don't throw it in too." We took her hands and showed her how to do it and this time she paid close attention. Anxious to try again, she cast beautifully. She continued to fish singing away for the fishys to come eat her worm. Unfortunately she didn't catch anything, but she learned how to fish and that was exciting enough for her. Since we came home she keeps asking, "Can we go fishin now, I want to fish again."
It made me think of how often I get impatient with God. How often I think I got this, I know how, just hand it over and let me do it. In those times I usually mess up, things sink, get tangled, messes are made. In those moments I look to God confused, hurt, sad and God graciously reels me back in, mess and all, and patiently shows me his way. If I can imitate HIS way I can do it right, and while I might not get the fish or get to the destination immediately, as long as I'm following God and trying to do things HIS way I'm doing better than I could ever do on my own.