Those stats have probably changed by now… but sixty million sheep is a lot of sheep. I still get excited when I drive in the countryside and see sheep or lambs. I remember once my dad (who was a brickie… bricklayer) did a job for a couple of weeks on a farm. I was a little girl and he took me with him and that year, every ewe on that farm had twins. It was completely surreal. Actually, I’m just having this memory now, but when we pioneered our church, I helped organize the kids department and we called it “little lambs” for a while. Maybe that was a hangover from my kiwi background.
But sixty million sheepies is a lot of sheep. What I love about God is that he basically counts sheep… and not because He can’t sleep.
There’s a parable in the gospel of Luke. Jesus likens the kingdom of God and God’s great love for humankind to a shepherd, who despite having counted and figuratively speaking “tucked into bed and safety” the NINETY-NINE, realizes that ONE is missing. So with purpose, intention, determination and an attitude that says “I will not stop at anything, I will do whatever it takes” He goes in pursuit of the ONE… And when He finds the ONE, it says there is more rejoicing over the ONE that was found, than the NINETY-NINE who were righteous or safe.
So sunshine, if you are feeling a little like a “lost lamb”… and it doesn’t matter how big and strong, adult and together you might be, if inside you are feeling like the ONE, why don’t you allow the seriously good and amazing and divinely epic Shepherd (capital S) to bring ya on home!!!
Bobbie (former lost lamb)