Our Good Shepherd Still Leads His Sheep
When I stayed at Karen and George’s a few weeks ago, I learned Karen’s daily routine with Mom. Not only was I able to relieve Karen of some of her duties, but, just in case I were needed in Karen’s absence, I would be able to carry on. I made a good list of every…
We’re His Pampered Sheep
When my youngest grandson steps out his front door each morning, you’ll immediately hear the bleating of the goats, the hee haws of the donkeys and the mooing of the longhorn. Oh, news just came in — it is also the clucking of his new brood of chickens. They know their “master” is getting ready…
The Good Shepherd Still Leads His Sheep
Last year this time, I was in Keukenhof, Holland at a beautiful Tulip Festival. At that festival they had a petting corral with lots of beautiful sheep, so well cared for and so well-protected in that confined area. In fact, you could easily call them “pampered” sheep. They live in green pastures and they are…