BaBa and BeBe both had traveled through some tough terrain recently. Their shepherd had led them through a narrow mountain pass, into (and out of) a dark cave, and now they were in a field where wild beasts had roared in the distance.
“It’s been a horrible trip,” BaBa moaned. “Dangers and hardships everywhere. Did you see how I toppled on my back coming down that mountain pass? I’d never traveled such a steep slope.”
“But the shepherd picked you right up,” countered BeBe. “He led us safely every step. We didn’t know where we were going, but he did. And I’m sure he still does.”
“But did you hear that noise last night?” BaBa asked. “I thought for sure a wild animal would tear us apart.”
“I heard it,” replied BeBe, “and I was afraid at first. But then I looked over at the shepherd, and saw he had his weapon at the ready. He’s not going to let anything hurt us, BaBa. I, for one, am going to graze in peace.”
With that, BeBe started munching on a delicious clump of grass. But BaBa was not finished yet.
“Where do you think we’ll go next? What if it’s near a cliff? I’m soooooo scarred I’ll fall over a cliff.”
BeBe felt a momentary panic at the thought of a cliff, but then she remembered her shepherd. “If our shepherd can lead us through the dangers he has, I think we can trust him to keep us safe near a cliff,” she replied, returning to her munching. This pasture had such delicious grass!
BaBa, on the other hand, kept baaing about the distant animal noises she heard and how hard of a path she’d trod. She kept thinking about the hardships instead of the shepherd.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures.
Psalm 23:1-2a (ESV)
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