1 Peter 5:1-5

A word to all the elders
Of their duty to their flock
To not outsource what matters
To the newest on the block

Zeal is no replacement for
Years of humble loving service
Yet instead of arrogance
Knowing this should us nervous

That we not become motivated
By doing any of this for our gain
For the foundation we do any of it
Is to bring glory to one Name

The chief shepherd is returning
To share glory never fading
So we can encourage all the sheep
There will come an end to our waiting

We must put on true humility
(Not false airs of self denial)
As servants of new sheep arrived
Not judges at a trial.

We serve as we have been served
And Love as He’s Loved us
Empowered by the Spirit given
And through whom we place our trust

He will return to complete everything
His promises He’ll keep
Until that day we continue in Love,
To serve and pursue His sheep

1 Peter 2:19-25

It is a sign of grace
If you suffer while doing right
But if you suffer while doing wrong
There’s no reason for you to fight

We don’t do what’s asked of us
In order to pay Caesar’s price
We walk forward humbly in Love
To reveal the Love of Christ

We don’t shake our fist and declare
“Jesus sets us free!
From following laws of men and so
We can live disobediently!”

But if, when showing love
Or offering unmerited grace
We find ourselves being cast aside
Or even just losing face

We look to our example
Christ – who did no wrong
Even though loving others
Put Him in chains He didn’t belong

He endured through suffering
Without demanding His rights
He trusted realities we couldn’t see
When others called Him to fight

By His wounds we have been healed
We, sheep who’d gone astray
So instead of asking “how can I be free?”
We’d ask “how can I Love?” today.

Luke 15:1-7

We see the mighty shepherd
Rejoice over His sheep
He sings over His flock with Love
Where no predators can creep

But sometimes He shifts His focus
To one whose wandered away
They didn’t stay within the flock
Or listen to what He’d say

His Loving heart compels Him
To go and seek the one
Even after much time has passed
And setting of the sun

His work He won’t have given up
He continues to pursue
No matter whether the sheep turns out
To be a lamb, a ram, or ewe

His eyes filled with emotion
He looks wherever He can
For losing even a single sheep
Wasn’t in His plan

The other sheep grow restless
Safely in their pen
They stamp their hooves indignantly
For the Shepherd to return again

We’ve heard the illustration
Perhaps one too many times
For we too quickly dismiss the fact
We may not be the ninety-nine…

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