Miller, the Sheep

Campouts are tons of fun and also tons of work, but we were all greeted at the Milliron’s farm this past weekend with a friendly fellow, named Miller. Miller is the Milliron’s only sheep. Leif whispered to me that Miller isn’t too bright so I immediately became attached to my new sheep friend. Of course, I have heard for years that sheep are not smart, and now I would get to observe if I believe that is true.
As the afternoon and evening continued, I noticed Miller trying to escape his pen, but it seemed that he just wanted to be close to people. As long as there was a human being near him, he seemed content, but also became very confused at times. Several teens would approach his pen simultaneously, but approached on all sides, and Miller became confused. It was as if he was wondering, where do I go? What do I do? Who is my shepherd?
When the sun went down, it became very dark out there, but Miller would let us know that he was doing fine by bahing EVERY time one of us walked by his pen. All the teens were very friendly to Miller so I never got to observe how Miller reacts in face of adversity so I guess that is for another bulletin article.
Who is your shepherd?
Who do you know that you are safe around?
What confuses you in this life?
How many voices, directions, and lifestyles are you listening to and being pulled?

NIV John 10:1 “Very truly I tell you Pharisees, anyone who does not enter the sheep pen by the gate, but climbs in by some other way, is a thief and a robber.
2 The one who enters by the gate is the shepherd of the sheep.
3 The gatekeeper opens the gate for him, and the sheep listen to his voice. He calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.
4 When he has brought out all his own, he goes on ahead of them, and his sheep follow him because they know his voice.
5 But they will never follow a stranger; in fact, they will run away from him because they do not recognize a stranger’s voice.” (Joh 10:1-5 NIV)