The Sheepfold and the Voice of the Shepherd

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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
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Shots (contains brief nudity)

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It's the third day of Neupogen shots and I'm still feeling pretty good. I haven't experienced anything out of the ordinary yet. Here are pictures from my shots today. Nicole is my nurse and I trust her, really I do....

I apologize to all who take offense at my big belly. It is usually looking like the typical six-pack abs but I beefed-up for these shots...

You can see the worst part of the shots in the lower right corner - Nicole's COLD hands!!!

I think there's a needle on the end of that syringe...buried deep in fat.

Last one. I get two shots a day in the belly. I chose the belly so my arms wouldn't get sore and I could still make rosaries. Only one more day of shots and the donation will take place on Monday, Tuesday too if they need lots of cells. I'd like to thank my make-up artist for all of her work especially the removal of the belly-button lint for these photos.

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Barbara said…
I'll remember you at Mass tomorrow. You're a brave soul, James Hahn (Or maybe you cried like a baby, I don't know. Nicole?).
8:36 PM
Nicole said…
Barbara,
If I remember correctly, his exact words were, "What? I'm not crying! I have something in my eye". And it was when I touched him with my cold hands, not when he got the injection.

Nicole
10:11 AM
Patience said…
Prayers for a successful procedure.
12:32 PM
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