Sheep In The Beach City

A couple of months ago, Ksena spotted sheep in the supermarket aisle. It was love at first sight. She talked to them and wanted her daddy to buy her one. When hubby called me and told me that Ksena wants a sheep, I was shocked, I couldn’t understand why she wanted a sheep out of all stuffed animals in the store.

A couple of days later, I got to meet the sheep. Immediately we got to that aisle, Ksena started squealing with joy. She was in sheep-land. The excitement increased when she realized that she was going to go home with one.

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If I was choosing a toy for Ksena, Sheep would not have been on my top five list. I guess the reason that she is so fond of sheep is that she chose him herself. Every time we pass by that aisle, she still wants to rescue the other sheep. I could teach her a thing or two about farming using these stuffed sheep.

Two days ago, as I watched Miss K interacted with Sheep, the Holy Spirit reminded me of this verse.

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The same way that Ksena chose Sheep to be hers is the way that God chose us to be His, fully aware of how we looked on the inside and outside. What other people think or don’t think about us is a non issue for Him.

She is very protective over Sheep. When she realizes that Sheep is not in her bed, she directs you to search for him. This reminds me of how God would leave the ninety-nine sheep to search for the one that is lost.

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I am learning to see Sheep through miss K’s eyes, and to promptly give him cuddles when I am instructed to. In retrospect, I’m glad she didn’t choose a goat.

Matthew 25:32-33 NLT

All the nations will be gathered in his presence, and he will separate the people as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats.  He will place the sheep at his right hand and the goats at his left.

Sheep over goats any day (:

More on ‘The adventures of Sheep’ next week.

Blessings,

Bibi2be

 

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