Jesus: The Good Shepherd

My response to a heart-attack

Many years ago, my good friend and pastoral mentor, told me about a practice amongst shepherds in Biblical times. 

They lived in the fields with their sheep: They loved and protected their sheep; they led the sheep to good pasture and clean water.  While the sheep stayed close to the shepherd, they were safe and provided for. 

Occasionally an individual sheep would decide to wander off, placing it in danger from predators and unable to find the right pasture.  The shepherd would bring the sheep back to flock and protect it. Sometimes a young lamb would show a 'rebellious streak' and keep wandering.  If it continued to, it would probably get killed - so the shepherd would take drastic action. 

He would break the lamb's leg, bind it up and nurse it to health.  This sheep would grow to trust the shepherd and stay close in future.  It sounds bad, but was only used as a last resort and ensured the sheep's future safety.

"I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me." (John 10:14 ESV)

In recent months, Jesus (my good shepherd) has been calling me to stop working constantly, accept help and draw closer to Him.

Jesus knows this is what is best for me.  He has spoken to me through the Bible; He has spoken through the words of others but I continued to go my own way.  

At last, out of other options, Jesus did the equivalent of breaking my leg: He sent me a heart attack.  Just enough of a one to make me stop (the cardiologist described it as 'the best kind of heart-attack to have').  Now I must stop working, allow others to help and spend time with my Good Shepherd.

"Come to me, all who labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will  find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”  (John 11:28-30 ESV)

I have been the wayward sheep, ignoring the call of The Good Shepherd to come and lean on Him.  I have wandered and thought I could manage in my own strength and wisdom.  

So - it's time for me to stop bleating about my heart-attack and simply rest in Jesus' arms.  It is time to read the Bible, pray and listen for His good and loving voice.  It is the best place to be. 

Thank you Jesus. 

Stuart Bailey

Pastor, The Open Door Christian Fellowship