Sunday, September 09, 2007
One Lost Sheep
We are each a precious member
The flock of the shepherd,
One who knows the Master’s voice
Who comes when called
When we are lost, the Shepherd
Seeks us out, finds us, as we are
Carries us, lovingly, back into the fold
Back to the flock, to the safety
The nurturing, the growing
Within the community
Fellow members, fellow followers
At great cost, the shepherd
Leaves the flock
To save one lost sheep
September 9, 2007 19:12
Luke 15:1-10,
Especially Luke 15:1-7
The flock of the shepherd,
One who knows the Master’s voice
Who comes when called
When we are lost, the Shepherd
Seeks us out, finds us, as we are
Carries us, lovingly, back into the fold
Back to the flock, to the safety
The nurturing, the growing
Within the community
Fellow members, fellow followers
At great cost, the shepherd
Leaves the flock
To save one lost sheep
September 9, 2007 19:12
Luke 15:1-10,
Especially Luke 15:1-7
Labels: Concord NH, disciples, Faith, leaves, Luke, Luke 15, Methodist, New Hampshire, poetry, Poetry Where You Live, Raymond A. Foss, September, sheep, shepherd, United Methodist, voice
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