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Being Good Shepherds

Being Good Shepherds

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BEING GOOD SHEPHERDS
President James E. Faust
 
When I was a very small boy, my father found a lamb all alone in thedesert. The herd of sheep to which its mother belonged had move on, andsomehow the lamb got separated from its mother, and the shepherd mustnot have known that it was lost. Because it could not survive alone in thedesert, my father picked it up and brought it home. To have left the lambthere would have meant certain death, either by falling prey to the coyotesor by starvation because it was so young that it still needed milk.My father gave the lamb to me and I became its shepherd. For severalweeks I warmed cow’s milk in a baby bottle and fed the lamb. We becamefast friends. I named him Nigh-why I don’t remember. It began to grow.My lamb and I would play on the lawn. Sometimes we would lie together onthe grass and I would lay my head on its soft, wooly side and look up at theblue sky and the white billowing clouds. I did not lock my lamb up duringthe day. It would not run away. It soon learned to eat grass. I could callmy lamb from anywhere in the yard by just imitating as best I could thebleating sound of a sheep.One night there came a terrible storm. I forgot to put my lamb in thebarn that night, as I should have done. I went to bed. My little friend wasfrightened in the storm and I could hear it bleating. I knew that I shouldhelp my pet, but wanted to stay safe, warm, and dry in my bed. I didn’t getup, as I should have done. The next morning I went out to find my lambdead. A dog had also heard its bleating cry and killed it. My young heartwas broken. I had not been a good shepherd or steward of that which myfather had entrusted to me. My father said, “Son, couldn’t I trust you totake care of just one lamb?” My father’s remark hurt me more than losingmy woolly friend. I resolved that day, as a little boy, that I would try neveragain to neglect my stewardship as a shepherd if I were ever placed in thatposition again.Not too many years thereafter I was called as a junior companion to ahome teacher. There were times when it was so cold or stormy that Iwanted to stay home and be comfortable, but in my mind’s ear I could hearmy little lamb bleating, and I knew I needed to be a good shepherd and gowith my senior companion. In all those many years, whenever I have had adesire to shirk my duties, there would come to me a remembrance of howsorry I was that night so many years ago when I had not been a goodshepherd. I have not always done everything I should have, but I havetried…Elder Bruce R. McConkie stated: “Anyone serving in any capacity in theChurch in which he is responsible for the spiritual or temporal well-being of any of the Lord’s children is a shepherd to those sheep. The Lord holds hisshepherds accountable for the safety (meaning salvation) of his sheep”(Mormom Doctrine, 710).After more than 60 years, I can still hear in my mind the bleating,frightened cry of the lamb of my boyhood that I did not shepherd, as Ishould have. I can also remember the loving rebuke of my father, “Son,couldn’t I trust you to take care of just one lamb?” If we are not goodshepherds, I wonder how we will feel in the eternities.“Jesus saith to Simon Peter, Simon, son of Jonas, lovest thou me morethan these?He saith unto him, Yea, Lord; thou knowest that I love thee.

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