In the early morning, the faithful shepherdess remembers her sheep. They have been shut in all night, kept from all harm, and examined carefully as they went in, to see if they needed any attention. Some may have been torn with thorns, and needed a little oil put on to heal; or a thorn pulled out of the foot, and so on; and not one of them was afraid of her, for they knew her voice and her tender care.
How good, you say, it was for those sheep to have such a shepherdess as that.
Yes, and would you like to be looked at as a sheep with a faithful shepherd; or, in other words, would you like to be a sheep, belonging to the Lord Jesus? If you would, He says,
Have you heard His voice? Perhaps you say, I don’t know what that means. Well, think of this, He says,
How great is that Shepherd’s love for His sheep. May you be enabled to say,
The Lord is my Shepherd, He has given His life for me, He knows me and He has given me eternal life, and now I follow Him.”
ML 01/26/1936