Dear Lord, I have never
liked to think of myself as a sheep.
Sheep are so dumb.
They may wander away and get lost.
They may even bunch up in a storm
I do like to think of your care
for all of us,
and that you go ahead of us
instead of herding us from behind
with a stick.
Lead me as I consider new paths
that I might follow to serve you. Amen.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; he leads me beside still waters; he restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name’s sake.
Hymn: He Leadeth Me: O Blessed Thought