As I Was called to watch over the sheep
I wondered what I would see.
Some were grazing graciously -
Thankful for al they had to eat.
They stepped aside for others -
To share some of their food
Still others stood their ground
Seemingly very rude.
They did not budge a single inch -
For they wanted what was theirs.
That grass was meant just for them-
It wasn't meant to share.
There were sheep who seemed to follow -
The majority of the group.
Wherever the herd was going --
They would go there, too.
And then I saw the thirsty sheep -
The grass was not enough -
To quench the thirst they were feeling.
They needed more to drink.
The shepherd saw the lonely sheep -
But did not do a thing.
He was much too busy
With the herd-
And all his tasks
The busy day would bring.
The lonely sheep were lost -
And did not mean a thing.
They weren't part of the group.
Would anyone really know?
What could it hurt-
To just let these lost ones go?
The water hole was not far -
With ample drink for all.
But the shepherd did not lead them-
For fear that he would fall.
It was an uphill battle -
To lead the lost ones there .
For they never knew that path -
And often stumbled here or there.
Their thirst was so apparent -
And the path -
Yes, it was hard .
But they needed the patience of their shepherd -
The one sent there to guard.
I turned my ear and heard their cry -
My heart could feel their pain.
I caught a glimpse of one sheep's eye -
And there I felt his fear.
If only he knew the water
He thirsted for-
Was very, very near.
But how could all the lost sheep know?
No one would lead them there.
As i stood watching-
I realized the meaning of it all.
If only the shepherd guarding them -
Were not afraid to fall.
GOD sent me here to watch the sheep -
And gave me eyes to see.
How wonderous it would be-
If I would give these sheep a drink?
So I grabbed a staff
And followed the uphill path.
The sheep arrived at the watering hole -
Dirty and in despair.
But as they drank the water-
I saw a miraculous cleansing in the air!
The sheep's eyes began to shine-
With a light reflected from the Son!
And their dirty coats were refreshed -
As if each wore a brand new one!
When all had drank a final drink -
I led them all away.
But they knew where they were going -
And did not stumble along the way.
The downhill path was very steep -
But their steps remained in synch -
For they were no longer lost!
What would their shepherd think?
They joined in the herd-
As the shepherd counted -
The numbers of his flock .
Did he recognize the change in them…
Or just the hours on the clock?
Did he even know they had gone-
Up that steep hill to find-
What they had so long thirsted for ?
It wasn't just a drink you see-
But a grace-filled peace of mind.
WRITTEN BY : PATRICIA ANN