We talked to the Fugates who own the goats and they said they didn't know of any sheep in the area. This is goat country. Sheep need grass and lots of it.
Well, we decided to go to the auction in London, KY which is about an hour away and out of the major hills. There we found the sheep. Nate did the bidding. We came home with some sheep and found they were very wild. Just walking out the door sent them running and slamming into the fence. Not good.
The only way these sheep are going to be useful for a Nativity is to get them a little quieter. How is that going to happen? Time and handling.
It's been just over a week. Morning and night they are fed. Each time they are constantly talked to. They are learning who's voice feeds them for when Nate goes to see them they go running. Guess he better start hanging around at feeding time. :)
Someone asked what's going to happen to them after the nativity? Well, they will be going back to the farmers in the London area...a little tamer.
This whole experience has had us pondering on our human nature and how God calls those who love Jesus His sheep. It's been a time to ponder on Jesus, our shepherd. John 10:1-30 talks about Jesus being the true shepherd and that He knows His sheep.
I love the last few verses: "My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow me. And I give unto them eternal life, and they shall never persih; neither shall anyone snatch them out of My hand. My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater that all; and no one is able to snatch them out of My Father's hand. I and My Father are one"
In my heart I feel that trust and security and power knowing that Jesus is my Shepherd and that He is taking care of me.
I'm enjoying the few weeks with these little sheep. It's brought good truths to ponder...and it takes me back to childhood days on Pa's farm.