This year we [OK, my husband!] fenced in a part of our land that is just weeds...we cant afford to spray it and fertilize and seed it properly, so we did nothing...thank goodness sheep love weeds! AND they produce free fertilizer! Well, after we had moved the sheep off of this new pasture earlier this month, onto the "real" pasture, [which is full of shady trees and lovely grass] there was a select group of rebels - actually, they are almost all my daughter's Icelandic sheep. VERY independent thinkers.
Here is what I realized yesterday... the rebel horde, as I call them, THINK they are totally independent. They're going where they want to go, doing what they want to do. [what they want to do is crazy - there is nothing to eat on the field that they insist on grazing! Like really, nothing...thistles and foxtail... it's bad. And the "real" pasture, where we want them to go, is lovely, and shady. The water trough is nearby. Things are much better for them on the other side of our property. But they won't go there...they are too stubborn. We always watch out for them, and make sure they are safe. We don't forget about them, even though they want nothing to do with us. It reminded me of how God must see us sometimes, thinking we are doing or own thing, and it's not nearly as good as the thing He wants to do for us. But we refuse to follow the Shepherd.