Saturday, December 18, 2010
My mother in law gave me a beautiful Crèche from Italy years ago. I bring it out every year. This figure came with it: the shepherd. I always think of King David when I look at him, before he was King of course. A lot can be said about David but here's just one thought I have: he always kept his Shepherd's heart, even after he became King. He wasn't perfect of course, he was a man, but you can tell when you read about him and when you read the Psalms he wrote, that he always stayed on watch for his sheep, his people. He was one man after God's heart. I also know that the Lord is my Shepherd... I trust Him to lead me, to keep me, to feed me and to bring me home.