I Am A Sheep

That's my religious view - my lean - my claim.  I follow.  I need to be led.  I need to be protected.  I need to be fed.  I need to be watered.  I need to be sheared again and again.  I need to be calmed.  I need to rest.

I have been found.  I completely recognize myself as that sheep that strayed.  My Shepherd came for me.  He found me.  He brought me back to His heart.  I love Him.  He's my everything.  He fills me.  He completes me.  His heart beats for me.  My heart beats for Him.  I know His voice.  He guides me.

I want more.  Because I know with my Shepherd there is always more.  And He knows exactly when to set it before me - when I'll be ready to receive it.  There have been times when I didn't take it even though He knew I was ready.  I regret those times I thought I wasn't ready. Who would I be today?  But He embodies grace.  He knows me.  He knows my heart.  He knows my longing.  He knows my deepest desire is for Him.  And He adores me.  I adore Him.  I worship Him.  Without Him I am nothing.

It seems so simple.  I feel like a child as I write it.  I like that.