Curses! Foiled Again!
Picture last Friday morning.  We had just finished teaching an early morning lesson and were driving to our weekly district meeting in a most timely manner.  In other words, we were going to be on time!

Lake Lowell Reservoir looked especially resplendent and calm.  Our peaceful feelings were disrupted by traffic being curtailed by a large group, estimated by Norm to be in the neighborhood of 1,000, of sheep being herding across the Lake Lowell Bridge!

The skillful and quick manner in which the shepherds, sheep dogs, and the sheep themselves worked together culminated in the flock arriving totally organized in the field below within minutes. Needless to say, we were very impressed.

However, as we looked at the sheep as a group, our eyes came upon one sheep in the midst of that thousand or so who lost its balance and tumbled over several times!  The sheep got up and attempted immediately to rejoin the flock.  But, to our concern, it got caught in a fence and was struggling to get free. Since the traffic began moving, we were not able to witness the fate of this lost sheep, but we have confidence that one of the shepherds came to its rescue.

One cannot be familiar with the Parable of the Lost Sheep in Matthew 18:12-14 of the New Testament and not draw a comparison between the lost sheep in the parable and the sheep caught in the fence since both were in desperate need of rescue by their shepherd.

"How think ye? If a man have an hundred sheep and one of them be gone astray, doth he not leave the ninety and nine, and goeth into the mountains, and seeketh that which is gone astray?"