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Peace in the Storm

As we were driving to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, enjoying the summer-time greenery of the pastures, these lines from Psalm 23 came to mind.  They come from a poem written thousands of years ago by King David, probably remembering his younger days as a shepherd caring for his father’s sheep.

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want

He makes me lie down in green pastures….

As you may remember, Jesus calls Himself the Good Shepherd, which means we are compared to sheep in a metaphorical sense.  Being equated to sheep is not necessarily a compliment because sheep are kinda stupid, they quickly stray, are dependent on others and easily frightened.

In order for sheep to lie down in peace they have need of a few important requirements.  The first one is freedom from fear.  Because sheep have a herd mentality, they are skittish and easily agitated.  If even a little jack-rabbit hops from behind a bush and one startled sheep runs in fright, it can cause the entire flock to bolt into a stampede –the rest not even looking to see what caused the ruckus. 

We too are easily carried away by fear if someone speaks terror or dread – whether it be true or false, real or imagined.  It’s so easy to run with the herd, getting caught up in a mob mentality, simply reacting to the running of those around us.

Life is hazardous, unpredictable; no one knows what fears and anxieties any moment will bring.  Usually it is the unexpected and unknown, or the fear of the unknown that throw us into a panic.  Often our first impulse is to run from the harsh complexities of life – just like the sheep.

But if we look up, we’ll see our Good Shepherd waiting for us to turn to Him, desiring that we rest and not run.  Admitting we cannot do life well on our own, he brings peace, calm and serenity – even in the midst of a terrible, horrible, no-good very bad day.

As I grow older, I am finally learning that no amount of worry, control or angst ever helped any problem I had.  It only caused fear and dread.  For years I tried to solve problems on my own, figure out and rely on my own wisdom, but rarely experienced the peace Jesus promised.

Why do we always think we can change people or control our circumstances?

Why is it so difficult to rest, to trust God to do his work in his time?

When will we ever give up and relinquish our ambitions to do God’s work for him?

Only when we choose to rest.

Another source of fear from which a shepherd delivers his sheep is rivalry, cruel competition and tension within the flock.  In the animal kingdom there is an established order of dominance, better known as a pecking order with chickens, a horning order with cattle, and a butting order among sheep. 

Usually a domineering, arrogant old ewe will be the boss of a flock.  She maintains her position by butting and driving other ewes or lambs away from the best grazing.  Then in turn they will use the same tactics of butting and shoving around those who are lower than they on the totem pole.

When there’s friction in the flock, the sheep cannot lie down in rest because they always have to be standing up to defend their rights and be on the lookout for safety.  They need to constantly be on alert, never able to let down their guard for fear of losing out on food and safety. 

But as past-shepherd Phillip Keller says,

one point that always interested me very much was that whenever I came into view and my presence attracted their attention, the sheep quickly forgot their foolish rivalries and stopped their fighting.  The shepherd’s presence made all the difference in their behavior.

Somehow, when the guy in charge, on a much higher status than those rude sheep, comes on the scene, they forget the silly scuffling and struggle for status and lie down.  Contentment and peace within the flock ensues. 

How much that scene sounds like us humans.  We try to appear as if we have it all together, put on that toothy smile and strike a confident pose, yet still we feel the need to prove ourselves – to others as well as to us.  But when we keep our eyes on our Good Shepherd, we know we are on even ground with everyone else, that without the grace of God we would be lost – a ship without a rudder, the proverbial hamster on a wheel going round and round yet arriving nowhere.

When my eyes are on my Master, they are not on those around me.

This is the place of peace, says Keller.

Jesus is so kind, so merciful to make us lie down in green pastures.  On our own we would never do it because we’re too busy doing stuff.  It’s only when we lie down and rest, trust him for tomorrow, and give thanks for what he is doing today, that we are content being in the silence of his presence. I have laid in green pastures more than I would like, but looking back I see it was only in this quiet, surrendered, helpless pose that He was able to get my attention on Him and off myself.

Lie down, look at your Shepherd and be at rest.

…I Shall Not Want

Dear Daughters,

I shall not want. 

Do you ever have days when you are content, at peace, all is well, and the world is as you think it should be? 

Or are more of your days filled with disappointment, frustration, wishing life would be peaceful and simple?

Three thousand years ago King David wrote The Lord is My Shepherd, I shall not want.  It seems that if the first part of that sentence is accurate, then the second part would become true as well.  I have recited those words hundreds of time, they are in the hard drive of my mind.  But how often do I actually experience them?

 

I have many days when I do not want anything more than what I already have, especially when I read about refugees in Syria and Iraq, living for years in tent camps, waiting, always waiting for a day when they can return home.  When I think about persecuted people around the world I tend to ask, Why do I have life so easy? 

Then there are other times when I get focused on my wants, my desires, my hopes and dreams that have been dashed and mostly forgotten. 

Because I have spent many more hours in bed than what I would have chosen during the past two months, I have been reading more.  I started rereading The Lord of the Rings, and I love being caught up in the adventures of Frodo and Sam, Gandalf, the dwarves, elves, the ring-wraiths, the armies of orcs, Saruman, and various other characters of good and evil.  I became immersed with their lives fraught with so much danger and uncertainty, struggles and battles, yet always faithfully walking forward toward their goal of delivering the Ring to where it belongs. 

Sometimes the Fellowship of the Ring have plenty to eat, other days they tighten their belts and move on. Many days they walk near a sparkling stream, but they have intervals when they have to carry more pounds as they must pack canteens. 

Yet they journey on because they have an important job to do.  Yes, they occasionally have reprieves from their hardships as when they come to the Elves peaceful abode.  Those are simply gifts given at a time when they absolutely need time to rest, to be restored in order to carry on with their assignment.

We are all on this journey called life. There are days, maybe weeks, when we are content – and then something happens that disturbs and annoys.  An unexpected phone call or an unkind remark takes us down.   Then what?

In order to truly say The Lord is my Shepherd I shall not want, we need to be convinced about the character of our Shepherd.  If we honestly believe Jesus is gracious, full of compassion, slow to anger, abounding in love and living inside us, then we can rest in peace, knowing He is doing all things well.  We will struggle at times, just like Frodo and his fellowship, yet our Shepherd is always faithful and will continue to guide and walk with us on the journey.

But sometimes life circumstances shout louder than God’s voice.

A few weeks ago I was not at all content.  I wanted health, I wanted energy and healing from a virus that knocked me flat for over a month.  There were days I wondered if I’d ever be able to stay out of bed for more than a half hour at a time without wilting in fatigue.  For a few days I began to doubt that God cared about me, I felt like I had been abandoned…again.

Over the years I have had skirmishes with such thoughts, but was hoping those days were gone. When our bodies don’t run properly it is easy to let our minds follow and believe our emotions over the facts we know are true.

One day during this dark time I received a package in the mail from my friend Ruth. In it was a picture she had painted, the stump of a tree with a green shoot growing out of it. I saw it and cried. It’s amazing how that one piece of art gave me hope again. I felt as though I was that cut off stump, yet with a little life still growing slowly but surely.

I had not been forgotten, God had been by my side the whole time.  I had simply succumbed to self-pity and hopelessness instead of looking at the truth of who He is.

The Lord is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.

Psalm 34:18

If those words are true, then I shall not want – not ever.  I love how Lysa TerKeurst puts it:

Your job is to be obedient to Me.  My job is everything else.

All Jesus asks is that we trust Him.  We don’t have to figure everything out, try to control those around us or work to manipulate our circumstances.  He is good, His love endures forever, He has promised to never leave us or forsake us.  And that is the Truth.

Now that I am climbing out of yet another dark pit of illness, I have been reminded once again to always trust and not despair. 

The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want,

I shall not want,

I shall not want. 

Let that be my mantra, even in the dark.

Love, Mom

Sheep and Shepherds

February is lambing season here in Idaho. The other day I stopped to walk a fence line, part of a pen housing hundreds of them, hoping to take some pictures.  I climbed out of the car and suddenly heard a cacophony of bleating, baa-ing and other unintelligible sheep sounds from the flock.  I had no idea they were so noisy, but I guess when sheep are hungry they make a lot of racket. 

Interestingly, I’ve been reading A Shepherd Looks at Psalm 23, written by a former shepherd. The author, Phillip Keller, grew up in East Africa, surrounded by simple native herders, similar to their counterparts in the Middle East.  As a young man he made his own livelihood for eight years as a sheep owner and rancher, so he had great knowledge of the habits and behavior of sheep.  Although Keller died 20 years ago, for decades he traveled the world as a nature photographer and agronomist – an expert in soil management and crop production.

Psalm 23 has always been a favorite of mine, I memorized it while still a child and have never forgotten the words.  I used to think it was just a quaint quiet poem, but after reading Keller’s book plus living half a century myself and meditating on those words, it has become a bedrock of my life.

The Lord is my Shepherd.  A simple sentence of just five words, yet

It immediately implies a profound yet practical working relationship between a human being and his Maker.  It links a lump of common clay to divine destiny – it means a mere mortal becomes the cherished object of divine diligence. – Phillip Keller

That in itself seems almost too good to be true.  Our secular scientists and philosophers have repeatedly told us that we are alone and on our own in this universe.  But this five-word sentence tells us that we matter, we are not an accident, we have worth and immense value. 

It’s interesting that we as human beings are referred to as sheep many times in the Bible.  We could have been likened to dogs, rabbits, birds, lions or any other creature, but Jesus calls himself our shepherd, which infers we are like sheep.  Unfortunately, sheep are not known for their brains or their bravery – maybe in part because they have no fighting skills.  They are one of the few animals in the world who cannot defend themselves.   They have no claws, no warring teeth, they can neither jump high nor fly away.  Their only defense is to flee.   They are skittish, easily frightened and tend to wander away if the shepherd doesn’t pay careful attention to them. 

Because there are many kinds of shepherds there are many kinds of sheep.  Some shepherds are gentle, kind, selfless and brave in their devotion to their flock and their care is reflected in the health and well-being of the sheep.  The Lord claims to be the Good Shepherd.  He bestows on us value, dignity and care. 

There are other shepherds who claim to be good, but the sheep of those shepherds are usually striving, anxious, trying to find their own way because they can’t trust their shepherd to care enough to stay around, treat them with respect or give them the attention they need.

Recently I ordered a new pair of glasses.  When I went to pick them up I tried them on, as one always does.  But when I tried to read that boring information card, things were a little blurry.  I thought perhaps my eyes were just tired, so I took them home.  But when I got home I tried them again and words were still fuzzy and indistinct.  So I put them on upside-down and voila! Everything was clear.  I took them back to the store and told them what I suspected.  They used their little gizmo to test the lenses, then told me that indeed they had been installed opposite of what they should have been.  Since one of my eyes is 2.0, and the other 2.5, each eye had an improper lens. Now with the lenses in their proper places, I can read with ease and clarity.

Sometimes we see life through improper lenses.  If we see life through the lens of our Good Shepherd, we will be content with whatever comes our way, fighting the good fight of faith, knowing that ultimately God will use all things, good and bad, for our growth and well-being.  We can trust him.

But if we see God through the improper lens, showing him as a bad or nonexistent Shepherd – that he is harsh, demanding, always disappointed in us and quick to anger – we will be fearful, feel abandoned, and hopeless.  Through this lens he is not trustworthy.  Although these are lies, we perceive them as truth.

Look through the true lens of the Good Shepherd, the Lord who made heaven and earth.  Even when we as sheep are prone to wander, sometimes a little smelly and complaining, he remains the same – Good.

Love, Mom

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