Today's early alarm called us out in search of a good shepherd.
Shepherds, good and bad, are easy to find in the hills surrounding Jerusalem. Today we travelled through the tribal territory of Judah; David's stomping ground where he and countless others have led their flocks.
We have many pictures of shepherds, sheep, and goats but our final assignment was to find more photos of a good shepherd leading his flocks. Shepherds may be young boys or girls, or older women and men. Today many shepherds wear jeans and ball caps. However, there are preserved areas where the Biblical time periods remain seemingly untouched. Ancient practices, dress, and generations of tradition are evident throughout the hills of Palestine where the bedouin roam, and where we travelled today in search of a good shepherd.
“I am the Good Shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me - just as the Father knows me and I know the Father - and I lay down my life for the sheep." -John 10:14&15
Your life may be in just as much transition as Geoff and I's or far more settled. Either way we all remain in desperate need of the Good Shepherd's guiding voice. HIS voice is not the one yelling to frighten us this way or that causing us to make decisions based on fear. His voice speaks peace and fiery passion into our hearts. It takes discipline to learn to recognize HIS voice above the turmoil, but once you hear it, you know it is HIM. May our Good Shepherd bless us all as we seek to know only HIS voice, following as HE leads.