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Friends,
today’s Gospel passage recounts the story of the shepherd finding his
lost sheep. Let’s look at that lost sheep. A sheep is something more
than a lost coin, which is to say, it has mobility, sense, appetites,
and so on. Many years ago, when I was on retreat at the Abbey of Tamie
in the Alps, I heard the desperate bleating of a sheep who had fallen
into a pit. All night he cried, knowing that he was in trouble and
hoping that someone would come to save him.
There
are souls who are like the lost sheep. Spiritually compromised, unable
fundamentally to help themselves, they are at least aware that they are
in a mess. They are like people who commence the AA process by admitting
that they have hit bottom and are out of control. They bleat, they cry
for help.
And God finds them—and when he finds them, he carries them back, for they are unable to move on their own.
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