despondent

I am a wondering sheep Lord.... have been all week and you have seen me, felt me, urged me.....I dont wander away, I wonder into my hiding place under the thicket of brush where you can find me and you long for me to come out as your arms and eyes long for me . . . .Im stuck and am content to be here...its like an old worn out warm blanket that I can hold close to me and find comfort in.

. . . .  constant efforts and failures made my life a dizzy cycle of doubt. I finally wept . . . .  "I just can't keep my commitment to God!" . . . . . . : "The Christian life isn't about you making a commitment to God; it's about God making a commitment to you." 

Wow! What relief! God wasn't my frowning task-master. He was my heavenly Father, forever holding me in His strong hand. His perfect plans - not my self-centered list - would come by His grace. The person I was meant to be would be accomplished by His work. 



John 10:25-30   My sheep . . . are protected from the Destroyer . .  .No one can steal them from out of My hand. The Father who put them under My care is so much greater than the Destroyer and Thief . . .

Is 2: 22  Quit scraping and fawning over mere humans (Mark, Matt), so full of themselves . . .  cant you see there's nothing to them? (compared to the Shepherd)