If you're a bear, you get to hibernate.
You do nothing but sleep for six months.
I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate,
you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.
I could deal with that, too.
If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean
business.
You swat anyone who bothers your cubs.
If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.
I could deal with that.
If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up
growling.
He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess
body fat.
I wanna be a bear!
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"The Door!~"
"So Jesus said to them again, 'Truly, truly, I say to you, I
am the door of the sheep'" (John 10:7, NASB).
George Adam Smith, the 19th century biblical scholar, tells
of traveling one day in the holy land and coming across a
shepherd and his sheep. He fell into conversation with him
and the man showed him the fold into which the sheep were
led at night. It consisted of four walls, with a way in.
Smith asked him, "This is where they go at night?"
"Yes," said the shepherd, "and when they are in there, they
are perfectly safe."
"But there is no door," said Smith.
"I am the door," said the shepherd.
He was not a Christian man and wasn't speaking in the
language of the New Testament. He was speaking from an Arab
shepherd's viewpoint.
Smith looked and him and asked, "What do you mean, 'you are
the door?'"
"When the light has gone," said the shepherd, "and all the
sheep are inside, I lie in that open space, and no sheep
ever goes out but across my body, and no wolf comes in
unless he crosses my body; I am the door."
And that's what Jesus is for all of his children, the sheep
of his pasture.
Suggested prayer, "Dear God, thank you that we have the
promise that Jesus is always with us no matter in what
circumstances we find ourselves, and that he is the door to
watch and guard over each one of his children--including me.
Gratefully in Jesus' name, Amen."
--Selected from Daily Encounter -
(c) Dick Innes 2002.
