“I can guarantee this truth:
I am the gate for the sheep.”
John 10:7, 9-10
When you have sheep, you KNOW that you’d better have a good gate. And a good fence. And a really good pair of running boots.
When my son and daughter-in-law decided that they wanted to raise a flock of sheep, I was thrilled. I’d always been fascinated with all the references to sheep in the Bible, and had studied the passages about sheep / shepherds more than any other single topic. I read books about it, taught Bible Studies on the subject, and felt a strong connection to the stories of both sheep and shepherds throughout my life.
But I had never lived with sheep. That fact has changed.
We chose the breed of sheep we wanted . . . “Baby-Doll” . . . and went to check out a local flock, hoping to buy 2 or 3. A deal was struck, and a delivery date set. As the date drew near, the seller decided to include the rest of her small flock . . . 4 ewes. The day before the delivery, we learned from the seller that her one ram had apparently been visiting the ladies each weekend while the owner went to church. . . they were all now expecting lambs. And it wasn’t long until those little lambs began appearing.
What alerted us to the arrivals in the middle of the night, was a phone call from our neighbor, who had awakened to the sound of coyotes howling in our field. A lamb had been born, and rejected by it’s mother. The cry of the little lamb had drawn almost 20 coyotes in the night, encircling the small pen in our field. Their eyes glowing, they began howling and closing in on the tiny, bleating cry of the rejected lamb. My son hurried out in the dark to the small shelter where the tiny, rejected lamb was crying. Looking at the glowing eyes of the hungry coyotes closing in on the shelter was chilling. A rifle in one arm and the tiny lamb in the other, he brought the fragile little black lamb to our house, where she stayed for several weeks until she could join the ever-growing flock of now 17 sheep.
We had not been prepared for the almost daily additions of tiny lambs. The glowing eyes and chilling howls of the predators would have been the doom of the lambs if it weren’t for the “Gate” of my son’s presence with our small flock out in the field that night. Not only did the sheep need that Gate to secure them safely inside the shelter, but the predators encircling the little flock had to be kept out. The defenseless ewes and lambs would have surely been devoured.
Our Good Shepherd, Jesus, stands between us and the Enemy of our Souls who prowls about us in the shadows of night. Jesus stands as the Gate of our souls. The fact of the matter is that our only true defense is our Good Shepherd, no matter how hard we work to create our own sense of safety. That is His promise to us, His sheep.