The Sheepfold and the Voice of the Shepherd

Stone sheepfold John 10:22-30 Recently my boys have been spending a great deal of time outside in the area that will soon be transformed into our garden. They spend endless hours digging in the dirt for worms. They then promptly take those worms and throw them to the chickens. It amazes me how even chickens can learn to recognize sounds or voices. My oldest makes this funny high-pitched sound when he comes out of the house and heads toward the coop. The chickens practically fall over themselves running toward the fence or out of the coop when they hear him making his sound. They know there is food to follow! In Sunday's Gospel Jesus tells us that, "My sheep hear my voice. I know them, and they follow me." and "I am the gate for the sheep." Today, again, Jesus mentions that His sheep know His voice and follow Him.  In these few verses we learn that Jesus is both gate and shepherd for the sheep. In those days and even today in some places, a sheepfold w

My Child


A poem I wrote on Tuesday for Catherine Therese

I weep
by your side
flesh separating flesh

So close yet so far
you and I, helpless

You, surrounded by love
and I too
though less trusting
help me to trust

Let us be here together
sensing one another
praying, dreaming, hoping

Tears wash your mother's belly
as you, pressing my face
try to wipe them away

Let us sleep until tomorrow
A new day
A new hope

A kiss good night
for you through her

Comments

A beautiful picture, and a beautiful poem.
James M. Hahn said…
Thank you!