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Let's Be Sheep



Matthew 25
33He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left.

34“Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father; take your inheritance, the kingdom prepared for you since the creation of the world. 35For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’

37“Then the righteous will answer him, ‘Lord, when did we see you hungry and feed you, or thirsty and give you something to drink? 38When did we see you a stranger and invite you in, or needing clothes and clothe you? 39When did we see you sick or in prison and go to visit you?’

40“The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’

Just tonight I watched my daughters try to befriend a man who was most definitely not a kid person. I saw them offer their half eaten salad to a restaurant patron at the next table. I also witnessed them meet a new friend at their favorite place to make new friends (the Chick-Fil-A play place). A little girl came in with her younger brother and father. They didn't look like us and their English was rough. Georgia and Olive didn't notice, or didn't care. They walked right up to their decided new friend and said "HI!" with huge smiles. And that was that. The three amigas immediately started climbing and sliding as a pack, and calling to that poor little brother to "Hurry up!" and "Follow us!"


I hope the war and hate-filled world we live in doesn't cause them to stop loving people, make them too scared to accept strangers, or too numb to reach out to others. I hope it doesn't put protecting themselves over loving others. That's what it seems to be doing to us adults.

As I try to sort my thoughts about the world we are living in, I think of the simple outpourings of fearless toddler love and this passage keeps repeating in my mind.  Forget being on the politically correct side, or the "safe" side, I want to be on the glory side of eternity with my brothers and sisters (from everywhere).


🎶 I just wanna be a sheep. Ba ba ba ba! 🎶 (look it up, your kids will love it)

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