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Little Black Sheep
that mean so much to me. Neither is of value nor considered much to see. The first one is a mother sheep, a white and furry ewe; the other one a little lamb who is shiny black in hue. When I look at them I'm often struck by the deeper meaning I find: a loving parent and wayward child most often come to my mind. I see in them the message of the Bible's prodigal son welcomed home with open arms no matter what he had done. How sweet a message does that send to mortals such as me? Another chance to turn around and pray on bended knee. Our God is a loving father, his Son our savior true and the Holy Spirit abides with us each day our whole life through. God knew we would not be perfect; that we would stumble and sin throughout our lifelong journey before we return to him. That's why he gives reminders and chances day by day. It's why he grants forgiveness and a light to guide our way. Look around and you will find him in places you often pass by. He's standing right there beside you. He will hear you whenever you cry. |
