This past Friday, National Daughter’s Day thoughts were posted all over Facebook. Even though I wasn’t sure whether or not it was a real thing, I decided to post a picture along with everyone else. As I looked for a picture to post, I found myself thinking back over the years spent with my little girl who is no longer a little girl.
I remember when Philip and I decided it was time to start our family, I wanted four girls and no boys. I grew up with three brothers, all boy cousins, and mostly boys in my neighborhood. I did not want a boy.
I got three of them - and one girl.
Let me assure you, I am most grateful for my boys because I came to realize that raising up the boys was a whole lot easier than raising up the girl.
It’s been a quiet afternoon; something I’m not used to. Normally on Saturdays, especially during football season, the house is noisy. I like noise. I like a full house with a lot of activity. I guess it’s been that way for so long that I don’t know what to do with the quiet.
I suggested to Hunter, the dog, that we go for a walk. She lifted her head up, looked at me for a second, and put it right back down. “Yeah, I didn’t really want to walk either,” I told her. Listen, when I resort to exercise, things are getting bad…really bad.
Years ago, I remember my Dad calling to make sure the kids and I had arrived safely home after a visit. He commented about how quiet the house was after we drove off. I remember him saying that the silence was so very loud.
I’m beginning to understand what he meant by that. One is married and gone, one is off at college, one is a senior in high school and off with his friends, and one is in a deer stand.
Silence really can be loud…go figure.
We want to share a story from a courageous young mom who has long battled her self-worth. Although she intellectually knew she was God's precious child, there were times when she found it hard to keep that knowledge in her heart. But God is taking her on a journey to change that by having her share her story with rich transparency.
Brittany has been married to Brandon for four years and they have a 10 month old son, Blaise. She writes, "I absolutely love being a mommy to Blaise and wife to Brandon. It's my greatest joy to do life alongside Brandon and be his supporter through ministry and life."
Here is part of her powerful story.
This past Thursday, bushwalkers in Australia found a sheep who had not been sheered for a very long time. Realizing that the sheep was in danger, they notified the RSPCA who rescued the sheep and brought in an expert sheerer to help out. When the fleece was removed, it weighed almost 90 pounds.
According to the rescuers, before Chris, the sheep, was sheered, he was very nervous and would not look at the humans trying to help him. When they would try to approach him, he would turn his head away from them. He also had difficulty walking and getting up. But after the heavy fleece was removed, he became a different sheep. He began approaching his rescuers to be petted by them.
I thought it was interesting that we tend to respond in similar fashion when we are weighed down with burdens and guilt. We tend to hide, avoid others even the ones who want to help, we struggle in our walk with Christ.
Chris, the sheep's story is similar to another sheep named Shrek who was also found and rescued a year or so ago. There was an awesome devotion written about Shrek that we want to share with all of you. It is a great reminder for all of us.
This is Shrek the sheep. He became famous several years ago when he was found after hiding out in caves for six years. Of course, during this time his fleece grew without anyone there to shorn (shave) it. When he was finally found and shaved, his fleece weighed an amazing sixty pounds. Most sheep have a fleece weighing just under ten pounds, with the exception usually reaching fifteen pounds, maximum. For six years, Shrek carried six times the regular weight of his fleece. Simply because he was away from his shepherd.
This reminds me of John 10 when Jesus compares Himself to a shepherd, and His followers are His sheep. Maybe it’s a stretch, but I think Shrek is much like a person who knows Jesus Christ but has wandered. If we avoid Christ’s constant refining of our character, we’re going to accumulate extra weight in this world—a weight we don’t have to bear.
When Shrek was found, a professional sheep shearer took care of Shrek’s fleece in twenty-eight minutes. Shrek’s sixty pound fleece was finally removed. All it took was coming home to his shepherd.
I believe Christ can lift the burdens we carry, if only we stop hiding. He can shave off our ‘fleece’—that is, our self-imposed burdens brought about by wandering from our Good Shepherd.
“Come to Me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30
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