A few weeks ago in church, one of my pastors gave a Bible study about sheep. He said that sheep are three things:

1. They are easily distracted.
2. They are unable to defend themselves.
3. They have very poor vision.

Sheep aren’t able to see what’s coming. And if they could, they couldn’t defend themselves anyway since they are slow and clumsy. What is more, they easily forgot to be afraid, because their attention spans are short. They wander.

Boy, does that sound familiar.

The thing is, sometimes I forget that I am a sheep. Instead, I think I’m a lion: focused and ferocious and fierce. I think I know what’s coming, what’s important, and that I’m strong enough to handle it all. That’s pretty delusional, but it happens to me all the time.

When things are going well, I tend to think down deep it’s because of me. I forget that God is the only reason I’m breathing. I forget to thank him, lean on him, and talk to him. I forget that I’m a sheep, and I wake up one morning wondering how I wandered so far from him.

I need to remember that I need God. I need the One who can keep me focused, who knows where we’re going, and who can defend me from not only what others or evil or danger can do to me, but what I can do to myself.

I am a sheep. Of course I need a Shepherd. How happy I am to know I have him as my Savior.