I love fishing. Well let me be clear, I love catching fish. If you look at my photos you will see me with 2 of the 5 fish I caught on a recent trip to Norway. However, day to day my fishing experience is not quite so positive.

In May I decided to buy my son a sea fishing rod for his birthday. Obviously, there was no point in just getting one for him, I needed one as well. So since then I have been down to the local sea dock with my rod, hook and lug worm. Of course, despite rumours of record fish in the vicinity, I have returned without any food for dinner! Why is that? Could it be there are no fish there? I think not. In reality the issue is more complex. You see, I do not try hard enough. I do not go often enough, I do not practice, I have little understanding of the theory and I am not interested enough to study and learn. In other words the ony way I will catch a fish is if it jumps on my hook and stays there while, in my own incompetent style, I reel it in.

We are all called to be fishers of men (Mark 1:17). The comparisons are obvious. Do we try hard enough? Do we understand the culture of those we seek to reach? Do we know our message? Are we using the best techniques, do we challenge people often enough with the Good News?

As I stood on the dockside last night I was challenged by this. How effective am I as a fisher of men?

Until next time sports fans....Come on England!

Today I drove north to a residential centre near Coventry. It is quite a group of people. As well as the likes of Roy Crowne, Andy Hawthorne, Mark Pugh and Steve Clifford there is also Nigel and I! We have been talking about this great initiative called HOPE 08. Simply put it is an initiative to engage the whole church, in mission for a year. We are looking at how Ignite and the city of Cardiff can get involved.

When I think about being at a meeting like this it is quite interesting. Sometimes I think we should have a seat at the table and then I think what is someone realises the "Emperor has no clothes" In other words what are you doing here Gary?

I guess it is not who I am it is who my dad is....God! He is a pretty good avocate for me!

My mum called today and told me my Uncle Jack had died. What a guy! He and my aunt ran a small guest house in Scarborough when I was a boy. He had been on a mine sweeper in the second world war and had great stories. He also cooked the best english breakfast ever!! Last week he found out he had Leukhemia. As a child he was a hero to me. To be honest I have not seen him for years and I did not think about him that often but those memories are precious treasures. He was greatly loved and I will miss him.

So where did you get the title from, I hear you ask? Well it works on a number of levels. Firstly and most simply, sometimes I spend time on tour as European road manager for Rebecca St James. However, I think, that is too infrequent. Secondly, I spend a lot of my time in the car, ferrying my children, travelling to meetings, to golf, to visit friends, to go to church. etc etc. and these journeys give me lots of time to think, but that is too simple. In reality, it indicates a philosphy for life. I see myself on a journey. My commitment is to a life of discipleship, to following Jesus. I am on the road....Some days I do good, some days not so good. However in all things I want to live life, life in all its fullness (John 10:10). Join me, it's not the easiest route but it is one that promises more riches than gold!