"The most important of life's battles is the one we fight daily in the silent chambers of the soul."

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Autumn Bell Sheep



and a little child shall lead them.

Isaiah 11:6

The soul is healed by being with children.

Author: English Proverb

It has been said, “In the Holy Land they put a bell on one sheep and when it moves all the rest of the flock moves with him”. My young 7 year old daughter has become my bell sheep in a way. Her child like innocence has revealed God to me more than anything. Her believe is so simple and not obscured by everything else. It is straight forward and honest. She has no hidden agenda or bias in any form. She loves God and loves everyone openly. Feeling that everyone, no matter how bad, needs love. She believes anyone can change.

She wrote on a piece of paper, like she always does and secretly hands it to me. Pretending like it's a secret message only she and I know about. I open the latest one. Looking at it, it read,"I love you." Well, you know that does any father's heart good to read that. Of course, she informed me that there was more. I just needed to look again. There was her tender little words, which she informed me was a song she sings, saying,"I'm a little girl. I'm a little girl. I'm a little girl. Everyone loves me. Yes, they do." She informed me that this was true cause she loved everyone. I wondered about how this could be true to her. "Cause God loves me and we're suppose to love everybody," she was making me aware of. Words of wisdom from someone so young. The difference is she believes these words with no doubt in her mind. Our unbelief is our problem.

She has heeded to the calling of the Holy Spirit. Her ears are open to His bid to come follow the Shepard. My stubborn ears are closed at times. I don't hear the sound of the Shepard. I go wandering off like a dumb sheep toward a cliff. Never even realizing the Shepherd's warning. All of a sudden I hear the sound of a bell. The sound of the bell my Dad may have been talking to me about in a way on his deathbed. He said listen for the sound of God's bell. He said my daughter was special. And she is. I never would have thought she would be the one wearing the bell. Given by God I believe and placed there around her neck by my dad. My eyes couldn't see at the time nor my mind comprehend his words then. That she at times with her little bell would lead me back to the Shepherd's voice.

Lord, take me back to the place I once knew as a small child, when Your eyes were constantly watched over me. Lift my soul up, and carry me at the times when I become weary. Lay me down, and let me rest in Your care. Allow me to fall into the bed of faith You have prepared for me.

Amen.

by

Lance Gargus

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8 comments:

Susan said...

Lance,

The things our children teach us--it's amazing. Thank you for this.

Barb Haynes said...

Such a beautiful story and prayer I read it a couple of times. You have a beautiful daughter very inspiring for a lot of other young children today. Best wishes.. Barb

Liara Covert said...

Higher forces always guide and protect every human being, whether or not they realize it.

Nihal said...

I liked the story Lance..Thanks for sharing..

AngelBaby said...

Beautiful post. Our children are our best teachers. At times it seems they know more than we do. I love talking to children and seeing things from their perspective, it is amazing. Thanks for sharing this.

Love and Blessings,
AngelBaby

C-dell said...

This is a great story Lance, Children are often smarter than we give them credit for great blog

Avatar said...

There's alot we can learn from young childrens. One of the best thing to do is to spend time with them. Thanks for sharing the post. :)

Rev Deb said...

So beautiful!!! Out of the mouth of babes... God really knows what we need to keep us on the straight and narrow road- doesn't He??? Thank you for sharing a special part of your life..
Blessings to you and your family
Rev Deb

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