I seen this fantastic clip on Good Morning America the other day that involved a sheep herder and his flock of sheep. The sheep herder would ask “Hello my sheep”, and they would respond back, “Baaaaa”. He would then ask, “how are my sheep today?” They once again called back, “Baaaa”.
Next he asked a question that I have heard before but today, it really spoke to me. He asked, “Who’s your Daddy?” and they returned with “Baaaa”.
This really struck something with in me.
Jesus is my Shepard. Do I know him as my daddy? Can I call back to him in good times and bad when he asks, “Denise, who is your daddy?” A lump came to my throat because seventeen years ago, I did not know him as my “father” in this sense.
I knew him as God the Father, but the word Daddy means so much more. It means he knows me personally and I too had to get to a point where I was familiar which his voice. This required a deep, personal relationship with Him.
Friend, I hope you too are familiar with the voice of your Shepard.
Father, I am thankful to come to know you and your voice so that I may hear you call out to me in the every day busyness of my life. I am also glad to say that I can know you as my Daddy.