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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Our Supply of Flint

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I believe our property must have been located on an Indian (Native American) route to Flint Ridge. For years the boys have been finding all shapes, sizes and colors of flint rock. My father recently plowed a couple acres directly behind our house and the boys have been finding bucket loads of flint which, for some reason, finds it's way into our house. Not only into our house but upstairs, in the playroom, in the living room, in the dryer, in the bathroom sink...yeah, basically everywhere you look you can find some flint.

Did you know that flint, a type of quartz, is the 4th hardest rock after the diamond? hence the large scratch across the top of this table....


This is the most recent collection by our oldest son.

They have found quite a few treasures as well, like these arrowheads.

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