Ungrateful Sheep

Lord, you lead us to the water, but we do not drink.  You spread before us a lavish banquet, but we do not eat. The green pastures stretch all around us, lush and cool. Yet there we pace. We are stubborn to reject your gifts of rest and refreshment. We think we know what we need, what we want.  Our priorities lead us away from you. We, the ever-straying sheep.


Do we sheep really not recognize the grace spread wide before us? It is there for the taking. 


Good Shepherd, thank you that you are patient with me as I stray and wander and reject your grace. Forgive me for my stubborn pride, thinking I know best. Open my eyes, that I might fully see your gifts of grace and provision all around me. Help me to open my hands and receive all you have for me. Amen.




We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to our own way. Isaiah 53:6a


"Oh to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be! Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter bind my wandering heart to Thee:  Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, Prone to leave the God I love. Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above."    
- verse 3, Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing (Robert Robinson, 1758)