Yesterday I saw a field full of baby lambs…some of the first I have seen this Spring. They were leaping around the field, full of life, their oh so white coats and innocent and inquisitive faces peering through the fence were a delight to see. And then the shepherd came into view. Weather beaten face, crook in hand, sheepdog at his heels as he checked on the new arrivals. I was so powerfully reminded of Jesus words-I am the good shepherd, the good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.
As we prepare to remember Jesus, as both good shepherd and as lamb of God, so may this interpretation of the words of the 23rd Psalm open afresh to us as we ponder his love, his care, his sacrifice.
Lord, you are my shepherd,
thank you that your love and grace
are sufficient for all my needs.
Thank you for the places you lead me to rest in-
places of beauty, stillness and quietness
where my soul can be refreshed.
When I find myself in difficult times and I am lost and afraid,
Lord, in the darkness, be present.
Please guide me,
Help me to hold fast to your hand,
to know your direction and correction
comforting and strengthening me.
As I feast at your table,
open my heart to sharing
all that you abundantly lavish upon me
with those who do not know you
and those who are hungry.
Open my eyes to see your love and mercy
and grant me faith to follow you all the days of my life,
until the time when I come home,
to my Father’s house forever.