I watched a video of people rescuing fish from a drought-stricken lake. The water had nearly dried up due to a lack of rain, and countless fish had already perished. In the remaining puddles scattered across the lakebed, fish huddled together, barely able to breathe, their mouths gasping at the surface. People used nets to scoop them into large water tanks in order to transport them to a lake with sufficient water. However, if too many fish were placed in one tank, oxygen would quickly run out, making it critical to move them swiftly before they died. In short, it was impossible to save all the fish at once. Once a tank was full, the rescuers had no choice but to stop, start the engine, and rush to the distant lake.
Upon being released, the fish that had moments earlier been struggling to breathe began to swim freely, cutting through the water with ease. Having been trapped in shallow, suffocating puddles, they were now gliding through a vast expanse of water. I could only imagine how good it must have felt.
The video didn’t show the fish that were left behind. Without rain, those puddles would eventually evaporate, and any fish remaining would likely not survive. They could even fall prey to birds or other animals before then. Having grown up in the countryside, I remembered how, during a drought, I once scooped up fish from a small pool in a dried-up reservoir—filling half a bucket in an instant. Thinking back now, I realize how lucky those rescued fish truly were.
As I watched the fish thrashing in the shrinking puddles, I couldn’t help but think of the human condition. Around the world, people suffer under disasters—floods, earthquakes, wildfires, wars, and plagues. Refugees leave war-torn homelands in search of a new country, while natural disaster victims become homeless in the blink of an eye. Some nations face rising sea levels that threaten to submerge them entirely. Humanity is restless, anxious, unsure of where to turn or where to find hope.
Just like the rescuers who scooped fish from the puddles, I feel compelled to act—to cast the net of salvation and rescue as many lives as I can. Through the New Covenant Passover, I want to reach those in crisis and guide them to Zion, the refuge of salvation. Like those fish now swimming freely in the vast lake, I long for the day when we, too, will roam the universe in the kingdom of heaven, where there is no death, pain, or sorrow, only eternal happiness.
We who have already received God’s saving hand are truly blessed. I am deeply thankful to our Heavenly Father and Mother for granting us the gift of salvation.