We’d seen them go out in the dead of night to look for one measley sheep who’d struggled his way through the railings and got himself stuck in some bramble bush.
Thinking about it, I suppose it was just like God to tell them about Jesus.
They had a soft spot for anything new born, and the determination to nurse it through to health if it was at all possible.
It was God’s plan for all mankind. to give them new birth. God’s plan too, that they would grow and mature.
But people are so like sheep. They want their own way, want to go where they choose even though the consequences could be devastating.
Why don’t people grow up? What is it with human nature that thinks it knows better than God?
The shepherds went to see the baby. Little did they know he was the Good Shepherd, the one who could restore their souls and lead them in paths of righteousness. The one who, even in the valley of the shadow of death could give them the assurance that they did not need to fear evil.
Death’s evil all right, and it’s a dark, deep valley. But for anyone who has trusted the leading of the Good shepherd, there’s no fear.
We told those shepherds to “fear not”- we meant “don’t be scared of us”, but God meant more than that.
God meant you to hear the message that the Saviour was born for you, and if you make your mind up to go and find him and worship Him, you wont ever need to be afraid of anything again. Not even death.
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