It must have been terrifying for the sheep to be lost. A lost sheep cries and calls out constantly for help, running this way and that, until it is too exhausted to move. Then the shepherd comes: “And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home.” Luke 15:5- 6.
I sometimes feel lost like that. Overwhelmed by busyness, by work, by relationships, by sheer distraction, I wander away from The Shepherd. I’ve always thought that the lost sheep must have been alone – but now I wonder if it might have strayed and joined another flock. Hmm.
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