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Every Sheep has His Day


Reuben – King of the Hay Bale


   This is probably the most satisfying of all the farm activities at Shepherd’s Hill.  Raising sheep began as a “vision” that God gave me as a very young woman.  The goal is to have a place where Pastors and Ministers can come to spend some time actually helping with the care and feeding of real sheep.  In turn they will realize why God chose the sheep as a symbol for his people and how they can better understand and care for His flock.


    I worked late this evening and had a long drive home afterwards. I drove for an hour through a rural area with no signal to talk to my wife on the cell phone. When boredom finally peaked, I tuned through the radio stations that were available. Big mistake.

I came across the startup of a song from my past. “Wow! I remember that one.” It started me thinking of my high school days. Then the announcer gave the dreaded line. “This one comes from 1970!”Nineteen seventy! Thirty-six years ago! Even though I was not technically in high school in 1970, it made me realize how time has gone so quickly.

 My mind flashed at all that has taken place in my life. And I came back in time to Reuben. Reuben was our ram. He was the head of the flock for as long as we’ve had a flock. As the old folks would say, “He was much of a ram!” You see, Reuben died a couple of months ago. And I miss him.

  Reuben and I sort of came to a level of respect for each other. From the early years, Reub has been dominant here. When Angie brought him home, she only had a customized van to haul him in. It had mirrors in the back and no windows. It was at night and every so often, Reuben would see the “other ram” in the mirror. Wham! He’d charge into the side. All the way home Angie had to hear the noise and feel the van shake.

  Here at Shepherd’s Hill, he was the father of our entire flock. Anyone who has ever dealt with sheep knows why they’re called rams. They ram! During that special season of the year when rams and ewes like to get romantic, Reuben had to be watched carefully as we crossed the field.

   One morning, I went down to the barn at daybreak. I felt the ground shaking just as I reached the gate. He would have been charged with clipping, had he been playing football. I was suddenly on my back with him breathing into my face. Nose to nose, we came to an understanding. I immediately threw him on his back and limped to the house. I watched him carefully after that and we became great friends. He always followed me like a dog after. (I guess that he was impressed, too!) If I ever had work to do in the field, he would literally rub my leg with his head wanting attention. He wanted to be hugged and petted. He was a constant companion. But now he’s gone.

   There are so many people in our lives that are that way. We start out butting heads with them. We can choose to mutually respect them or not. If we do, we can find the greatest friends we’ll ever have. Then one day when they aren’t there anymore, they will be greatly missed. They have great influence on us, even though we don’t know it at the time. You see, I cried when I buried Reuben. It was like part of me died, too.

   But instead, I am better for having him in my life, bruises and all. There is already a new dominant ram that has taken Reuben’s place. The truth is he could have overpowered Reuben before. We had to separate them because Reuben would get beaten up and we just couldn’t bear it. But we allowed Reuben to have his day.

   You see, that’s what God does. He knows that we would be defeated without Him. But he allows us to walk around this world feeling like we did it on our own. Then one day, WHAM! We’re not as young as we once were and another comes in and really cleans our plow! It’s humbling, isn’t it? Just to know that we couldn’t even get up in the morning without His grace. At our best, we aren’t good enough. We do think we are, though. Life has a funny way of equalizing each of us. We may start out being athletes or someone with talent. We might have wealth or a prominent family. Ours may be a life of carefree days. We may never need for anything. But one day, we’ll all be down and then we will have a choice to get bitter or better.

   So have your day. Every sheep has one. But know that ultimately, God is on the throne and in control. Don’t try to wrestle with Him. It’s futile, anyway. You won’t knock Him on His feet. He will graciously stand you back up on yours when you fall.



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Philippians 3:13-14 Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before,I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.

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2 Responses to "Every Sheep has His Day"

  1. Audrey says:

    Hello there 🙂 I was wondering if you could write a post on goats? I thought I’d seen something about you having goats. Sure would appreciate some info.

    Thank you!

    1. paul paul says:

      Thanks for your question. I will keep in mind and try to do an article on goats at your request. We have had Nubians for about 5 years so we have some experience.
      In Christ,

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