09/05/2026
Good morning! ☀️
In John 10:11 Jesus says, “I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.”
When I think about what a shepherd is, I think about someone who cares for, provides for, protects and leads his sheep. And that is 1000% who God has been to me. But as I kept talking to Jesus this morning, I realized there’s one part of being a sheep that I’m apparently not particularly gifted at, following.
I trust God. I know He loves me and cares for me, and I’ve watched Him provide for me more times than I could count. I’ve seen Him move in ways that I will never believe were coincidences. I’ve watched the right person call on the exact day I needed something. I’ve prayed about things and watched answers come in ways I never could have planned myself. And yet somehow, when I can’t see what He’s doing quickly enough, I panic. I start problem solving and trying to figure out how everything is going to work. Basically, I look around, don’t see any grass, and decide the Shepherd must have forgotten that we need to eat.
Psalm 23 says, “The Lord is my shepherd.” It says His rod and His staff comfort us, and that He leads us beside quiet waters. That word leads really got me this morning because following someone means I’m not out in front. A sheep doesn’t know where the next pasture is or how far away the water is. It doesn’t know why the shepherd stopped, why he turned, or why they’re leaving one place for another. The sheep doesn’t have the itinerary. The shepherd does.
I realized how often I tell God something is His and then get frustrated when He actually runs it like it’s His. I’m especially guilty of this with ministry. I’ve told God over and over that Light The Way is His, and I mean it. But then something isn’t coming together on my timeline and suddenly I’m trying to decide whether to cancel it, change it, fix it or force it. Meanwhile, God has proven repeatedly that He is perfectly capable of running His own ministry.
There have been so many times when I couldn’t see how something was going to come together and then the right people showed up, resources came, or doors opened that I didn’t even know to knock on. Recently I was frustrated and questioning whether one of our upcoming events was even going to come together, and then suddenly registrations started coming in. And once again I found myself thinking, Oh. You’re already working on this.
I swear sometimes God waits until I’m convinced there is absolutely no pasture ahead and then casually walks me around the corner like, Ma’am. It’s literally right here. 😂
None of this means following God means doing nothing. Sheep still have to walk. I still have responsibilities. I still have to plan, work, make decisions, send the emails and do whatever is mine to do. But there’s a difference between faithfully doing my part and panicking because I can’t see how God is going to do His.
The Good Shepherd knows where He’s going. He knows what I need, and He knows what’s ahead of me that I can’t see yet. I’m probably never going to be great at not wanting the entire map in advance. But trust isn’t knowing where He’s taking me, it’s knowing the Shepherd well enough to follow Him when I can’t see the pasture yet. So apparently today’s reminder for me is to stop stealing the Shepherd’s staff every time I get nervous and just stay close enough to hear His voice. 🐑