Ewe Needed Me

These IQ-less critters will never be valedictorians.  Their natural bent for following and flocking makes them easy prey, remaining alert for unwelcome, night visitors.

Sheep willingly move en masse when just one of them takes off, even to march over a cliff, being utterly helpless and hopeless. Evolutionists could make a more compelling case to link us with sheep than apes.  The Bible refers to us as “sheep without a shepherd.”

As the Good Shepherd for those who put their trust in Him, Jesus Christ guides us out of harm’s way to leafy grazing and quiet waters.  Our benevolent Gatekeeper is also the Lamb of God, our Stand-in on that cruel cross.

Canadian songbird, Anne Murray, warbled, “I sold my soul, You bought it back for me and held me up and gave me dignity.  Somehow You needed me.”

“For you know that your lives were ransomed once and for all from the empty and futile way of life handed down from generation to generation. It was not a ransom payment of silver and gold, which eventually perishes, but the precious blood of Christ—who like a spotless, unblemished lamb was sacrificed for us.”  1 Peter 1:18-19