Learning that I’m originally from New York State, most wrongly assume I’m a NY City girl.
I was born in the city of Syracuse but raised in the rural neighborhood of Mycenae. I was a country girl; with one cow pasture across the road and another right next to our home. There, a picturesque creek divided farmer May’s pasture property from ours.
We had no nearby sheep pastures; yet, I assume Mr. May protected his dairy cows in much the same way as a shepherd.
Seeking peace in the pasture…
you are small among the clans of Judah;
One will come from you
to be ruler over Israel for Me.
His origin is from antiquity,
Therefore, He will abandon them until the time
when she who is in labor has given birth;
then the rest of His brothers will return
to the people of Israel.
He will stand and shepherd them
in the strength of Yahweh,
in the majestic name of Yahweh His God.
They will live securely,
for then His greatness will extend
to the ends of the earth.
He will be their peace (Micah 5:2-5a HCSB).”
Trusting the Good Shepherd…
“I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep (John 10:11 HCSB).”