Lost Sheep

My take on Luke 15.

I come across a group of women talking.  They whisper and stare at me.  My shame comes across my cheeks like scarlet.  My cheeks burn, they know what I’ve done.  They know the sin I carry.  They see me through self-righteous eyes with no remorse.   They just see my past.  They’re grumbling tones echo, “She is with that man, The one who welcomes those disgusting low life’s and eats with them.”  Then I feel a hand on my shoulder, and the low grumbling tones become hushed as He begins to speak,  “What kind of person would love and care for hundred sheep, and when one goes missing, not go and find that one?  No, the shepherd would leave the ninety-nine in open country and go after the one that is lost until he finds it. When he finds what has been lost, He would carry it so carefully back home and once home rejoice with all his friends!  Look! I have found my sheep which I love and care for!!  This is my daughter which I love and care for. I have found her!  I tell you I rather have found this ONE, then have ninety-nine righteous persons who need no repentance.”

The group of woman stand blank faced. Their remorse is now with themselves. Speechless. I say nothing as I walk away redeemed. forgiven. I am His Daughter.

I did not deserve it, I could do nothing to earn His love, yet He pursues me with a reckless abandon.  Oh Reckless love of God…Keep Overwhelming me.
If you have never heard this song by Bethal you need too!

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