help me shepherd
Another interesting note in the message ...
God sticks his head out of heaven.
He looks around.
He’s looking for someone not stupid—
one man, even, God-expectant,
just one God-ready woman.
He comes up empty. A string
of zeros. Useless, unshepherded
Sheep, taking turns pretending
to be Shepherd.
The ninety and nine
follow their fellow.
The word that strikes me there is "unshepherded." God, may you never find that at Fairfield, where you have placed me to shepherd your people. May we be God-expectant people: people who search for you and find you; people who know your voice and follow you.
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