Greener Pastures

The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake. This is a view I ran across after leaving the woods after my turkey hunt on Monday. Nothing is more beautiful to me than this, sheep grazing quietly on a hillside. They ran from me at first site, but the longer I stood quietly, they started to become more interested in me.

Some of my earliest childhood memories are of bottle feeding baby sheep in our laundry room at our farm in NW Ohio. I can remember letting them run around on our kitchen floor, they would fall down so easily. I remember the way they smelled and how they felt to my little hands.

If your soul needs restoring, ask, seek and above all listen, He answers. He restores. He loves.