Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Shepherd and His Flock

John 10:2-5
"The man who enters by the gate is the shepherd of his sheep. The watchman opens the gate for him, and the sheep listen to his voice. He calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. When he has brought out all his own, he goes on ahead of them, and his sheep follow him because they know his voice. But they will never follow a stranger; in fact, they will never run away from him because they do not recognize a stranger's voice."

9-10 "I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved. He will come in and go out, and find pasture.  The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full."

I can't quite explain it, but when Jesus called out to me in May of 2008, I somehow recognized his voice.  It sounded and felt familiar to my spirit.  Today, I still hear it as if it were yesterday.  His voice is the only one that can assure me that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am worthy and he does love me. Yes me, just as I am.

That my friends, warms my heart completely and is the sole reason why my JOY does not come from man.

Love for a great day!


A Lady's Life said...

Well this I can totally understand.
I do believe God touches people and when they least expect it. It happened to me this way when I was a child and I was never the same again.
This was lovely butterfly:)

Don said...

Loved this.

As I sit and read this and the above reader's comment I am reminded how as children we know our parents voice, opposed to the voice of a stranger in which we aren't too quick to trust.

I can't really say that I've ever experienced a moment where I'd actually heard his voice...but there are many spiritual moments (as we've discussed) where I understood the Bible is real, and felt profound joy AND relief in the fact that Jesus Christ overcame the world.

A Free Spirit Butterfly said...

My Lady, I so agree with you @ when they least expect it. Sometimes I wished that I'd heard His voice as a child. But then again, He knew exactly when I'd finally "listen" and come to Him. Thank you for stopping by.

Your comment reminds me of a book I read once. The author talked about our childhood and the voices that we heard. Instantly upon hearing them, we knew that the person meant us no harm. For me, that was my Aunt Ruby. I felt safe with her.

Relief @ Christ overcoming the world-Amen and Amen!

Country Wings in Phoenix said...

Good Morning Sweet Butterfly...
Isn't it amazing how we are each touched at the perfect time in our lives? His voice opens up to us at that one perfect moment?

I love this share. Yes, we are his flock and we follow him where ever he leads us. His voice familiar, even though we have not heard the actual sounds. I live for the day that he says to me, "Well done my dear daughter, well done."

Have a glorious Sunday sweet friend. Many hugs and so much love this morning. Thank you for blessing me. Love, Sherry

A Free Spirit Butterfly said...

I live for the day that he says to me, "Well done my dear daughter, well done."

GM Sherry, I totally agree regarding your above statement. I long to hear that. Sweet, sweet music.

Love you much