Something happened yesterday that made me think. Well, I was putting the lambs and the sheep in the barn for the night, and Pete Moss decided that he didn't want to be caught, he wanted to do what his little heart desired. I spent hours trying to catch him, or at least trying to run him into the barn. He would have no part of it. I had just about caught him and he got away from me. I was about in tears, I had spent hours trying to catch one lamb that didn't want to be caught. Then a thought struck me. In the Bible we are mentioned as being 'the sheep of His pasture'. How many times have we run from the Good Shepard to do what we want to do when all the Lord was trying to help us, or in better terms, save us from ourselves? I was upset about one lamb who wasn't listening to my instruction. I wonder how heartbroken the Lord must be for almost the entire world is running from him. Thats all for today. Signed, A Willing Sheep
Little Miss Hopper loves the little sheep hoppin!