This week I attended a study where we discussed Psalm 23, thinking on the calming nature of God's presence as our shepherd. To call ourselves sheep means to take a pretty humble stance before Him: are we stinky, sometimes unintelligent, stubborn, needy, and helpless without a leader to guide and protect us? And yet, God loves us, pursues us with His mercy and goodness all of our days, never letting us stray too far from His fold, never leaving our side through the heavy shadows of life, but walking alongside us all the way. W orship the God who calls Himself our shepherd What a gift; what wonder that You, the King of the Universe, would choose to lay down your life for a simple-minded sheep like me, oh Lord. That You want a personal relationship with me and made a way so that I could know You. I worship You today as my tender, caring shepherd, who is also fierce and protective. John 10:14-15 “I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me— just as the Father
Blaise Pascal once said: “What else does this craving, and this helplessness, proclaim but that there was once in man a true happiness, of which all that now remains is the empty print and trace? This he tries in vain to fill with everything around him, seeking in things that are not there the help he cannot find in those that are, though none can help, since this infinite abyss can be filled only with an infinite and immutable object; in other words by God himself” In this world, we thirst, we hunger something more, something that will quench our deepest needs. The scripture says we build our own wells, broken wells that will never satisfy. In the Lord's prayer, we are called to ask God for our daily bread - could Jesus have meant more than simple sustenance? Could He have been refe