by Lucy M. Young
She puts her mind and heart and soul
Into her daily service to the Lord.
She loves the Lord and tries with deep sincerity
To follow in His footsteps.
She loves her flock and tries so hard to please;
But she is a human being, not a saint.
Are we so perfect that we have the right
To sit in judgment of her efforts as she tries to lead us?
There was but one completely perfect shepherd.
He loved us all and loves us still,
Imperfect as we are;
But He was hated, criticized and finally crucified
Because a few self-righteous, twisted souls
Could not corrupt Him
Or bend Him to their selfish wills.
Are we so different from that evil mob?
Why must we treat our shepherdess so shamefully?
May God be with her, strengthen her, uphold her;
And help us see the light before it is too late.
photo by Jaka Skrlep on Unsplash
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