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SHEPHERD and LAMB

SHEPHERD and LAMB

The lamb chops were finished, the skillet wiped clean,

With bits of our biscuits left over from lunch,

Each shepherd then had his own apple to munch,

Zeb’s not a bad cook (if you know what I mean);

His work is cut out though, to feed such a bunch.

 

Some sat with their feet tucked up next to the fire,

While others stretched out on their backs looking up,

Though one stood-by mulling the sips of his cup.

The young shepherd sat by the main one, his sire,

And near them lay sheep dog and her trusted pup.

 

Another long evening all quite and nice,

The sheep lay contented out there on the hill,

Contentment’s it own dear reward to fulfill,

A glance up showed stars, sky was full – make that twice.

Poor city folk don’t know these moments of still.

 

Ah – “still” did I say? What’s this blast that I hear?

You’d think there was wind but the limbs do not swing.

Noise, yes! Then bright light – never saw such a thing!

My eyes were a-blinking; what’s this in my ear?

Some beings are speaking or do they not sing?

 

Behold, mere men, shepherds, hear heaven’s high voice.

We understand clearly its message to men,

God’s Son comes to save us from Adam’s old sin.

Our God sends Him to earth – A Sovereign Choice.

We shepherds believed – we’re so happy we’re “in.”

 

The Son – He’ll also – be a Shepherd “of sorts”?

Did we? Do we rightly perceive this new thought?

How great; our God comes, Whom we always have sought.

He’s going to be like us, mere shepherds (less warts).

At what a high price is salvation thus bought!

 

And, would you believe us (for scholars we’re not),

This Son born in Bethlehem, some how’s a LAMB

And part of the God-Head, the ancient “I Am.”

In our way of thinking sheep are their own lot,

But He’ll be both Shepherd and Sheep. It’s no scam!

 

The next times we shepherds had mutton to eat,

We’d think of our night out near Bethlehem-town,

Oh, glorious night when the angels came down.

Chops always remained our own favorite meat,

But “LAMB” to our thinking is now a new Noun!

– eab, Dec 2011

 

 

Paul is one of the most highly honored men in the NT. Have you noticed what follow? “…When I became a man, I put away childish things” (1Co 13.11) AND “…I have learned…” (Php 4.11b). On one hand don’t let the devil hound you about where you are in maturity – Paul was not always mature. On the other hand be willing to be like Paul, i.e. put out of your life the childish & learn. Learn up to the day you die.

-eab, 12/24/17

 

 

Joseph

Evil brothers misunderstood;

Even hated his brotherhood.

Sold him into Egypt, a slave,

By God’s grace, He forgave.

They meant bad, God used it for good. Gen 37

– eab, 12/26/06

 

EXPLANATION: If there’s a way to use italics on social media, I’ve not discovered it. (Is there?) So when I want to EMPHASIS words I write it in ALL CAPS. Some may say this is like yelling/screaming – I use to not to raise my voice but to catch your attention. OK? Hope we understand each other.

– eab, 12/26/17

 

“Success is more toxic than failure.”

– Jeremy Fuller, IHC message, 2/16/2015

 

Returned a bit ago from a brief trip to Cincy. Got to spend a few hours in one daughter’s home with her husband-for-life & the six kiddos with which God’s blessed them. Then a few hours (& overnight) in the other daughter’s home with her “Friend” (term from when they started to date) & the four seeds of their family. Enjoyed tasting good food, seeing home improvements, & best of all interacting with the adults & the GRAND children they’ve brought into our lives. We are blessed.

– eab, 12/26/17

 

Mat 1.18

“Now the birth of Jesus Christ was on this wise: When as his mother Mary was espoused to Joseph, before they came together, she was found with child of the Holy Ghost.”

 

 

I hope you enjoyed Yesterday. Because it was a holiday? Yes, in part. Because you spent some/all of it with family or friends? Yes, in part. But a part of the “hope” for you is that you’ve learned/are learning to ENJOY every day, day-by-day-by-day. Develop a thankful spirit. Thank the Lord for little blessings of the AM, the small benefits of the afternoon, the minor “miracles” of the PM. Everyday holds nice events, if we’ll look for them & enjoy them. Try it – – – you’ll like it.

– eab, 12/26/17

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The lamb chops were finished, the skillet wiped clean

With bits of our biscuits leftover from lunch.

Each shepherd then had his own apple to munch,

(Zeb’s not a bad cook, if you know what I mean);

His work is cut out though, to feed such a bunch.

 

Some sat with their feet tucked up next to the fire,

While others stretched out on their backs looking up,

(Though one stood-by mulling the sips of his cup.)

The young shepherd sat by the main one, his sire,

And near them lay sheep dog and her trusted pup.

 

Another long evening, all quite and nice.

The sheep lay contented out there on the hill,

(Contentment’s it own dear reward to fulfill,)

A glance up showed stars, sky was full – make that twice.

Poor city folk don’t know these moments of still.

 

Ah – “still” did I say?  What’s this blast that I hear?

You’d think there was wind, but the limbs do not swing.

Noise, yes! Then bright light – “never saw such a thing!”

My eyes were a-blinking; what’s this in my ear?

Some beings are speaking, or do they not sing?

 

Behold – mere men, shepherds – hear heaven’s high voice.

We understand clearly its message to men,

God’s Son comes to save us from Adam’s old sin.

Our God sends Him down to earth – Sovereign Choice.

We shepherds believed – we’re so happy we’re “in.”

 

The Son – He’ll be also – a Shepherd “of sorts”?

Did we?  Do we rightly perceive this new thought?

How great; our God comes, Whom we always have sought.

He’s going to be like us, mere shepherds (less warts).

At what a high price is salvation thus bought!

 

And, would you believe us (for scholars we’re not),

This Son born inBethlehem, somehow’s a LAMB

And part of the God-Head, the ancient “I Am.”

In our way of thinking sheep are their own lot,

But He’ll be both Shepherd, and Sheep.  It’s no scam!

 

The next times we shepherds had mutton to eat,

We’d think of our night out near Bethlehem-town,

(Oh, glorious night when the angels came down.)

Chops always remained our own favorite meat,

But “LAMB,” to our thinking, is now a new Noun!

                – eab,12/3/11

 

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