Their story spread through the news like wildfire. Three men who survived nine months at sea when an afternoon of fishing and a sudden storm cause them to become completely lost. They ate raw fish and caught rain water to drink. And they read their tattered Bible. Day after day after day.
“We each came to a moment of brokenness– what we found there was God. And he was enough.”
Thousands of miles away a successful Hollywood executive, personifying the American dream, descends into depression, addiction and alienation from his family. Then a friend sits across from him and places a Bible between them.
“When Joshua handed [the Bible] to me, I took it like a drowning man reaching for a life preserver.”
The Fourth Fisherman tells the story of the three lost at sea, who survive by faith, and one lost in a world that glitters who catches a glimpse of true life and is radically changed.
I found the beginning of this book fascinating. The story of how the three Mexican fisherman survived at sea is extremely well written and such an interesting and amazing story.
I also enjoyed reading about the author’s conversion experience, how he was mentored and discipled and brought to Christ.
However, the way the author then tries to tie the stories together falls a bit flat. Extremely flat, actually. Later I read somewhere that the book was originally written as a screen play and then changed and that made a bit more sense. But the truth remains that the ending is unsatisfying.
Still, is that quote not the most wonderful quote ever?
“We each came to a moment of brokenness–what we found there was God. And he was enough.”
It is the story of my life, and perhaps yours as well?
I received this book in exchange for my honest review from Multnomah Publishing.