The Good Shepherd

Jesus said: "My sheep hear my voice; I know them and they follow me.

(John 10:27)

I have a little daily reflections book
 I read each morning,

(The Little White Book--our church gives them for free)

in it,
 they explain that the shepherds
 really did need to save their sheep 

quite often on mountain sides like this one,
 and they would (save their sheep)

They knew their sheep, they loved their sheep, 

and they protected their sheep.

Just like our Heavenly Father does for us.

Sunday, our visiting priest (Father Mischke)

brought along this image of our Good Shepherd,
 saving one of his sheep.

(since it was Good Shepherd Sunday)

He explained the details to us

How the Shepherd is holding on with his left hand, 

reaching with his right hand to save his sheep.

How, if He does not save the sheep, 

he will die.

He explained the detail of the birds of prey flying overhead

waiting to prey on the sheep when it dies.

He went on further to explain 

that we must hold onto the Shepherd's right hand, 

and reach for his sheep.

That we must save his sheep, with His help.

(I was then distracted by the littles,

 but
 I think I did pretty good at catching
 some of the Homily this week)

I'd never seen this image before. 

Upon looking even further into it, 

I think those birds of prey can mean a lot too.

All the birds of prey waiting to get us as soon as we fall.

I love this image.

Sometimes I feel like the sheep.

Sometimes I feel my children are the sheep.

Sometimes I feel like Father explained,
in-between, reaching.

In all times, I never let go of the Shepherd.

Hold on to the Father.

I'll be singing this all day!

The "Hold on" part...