Jean’s Gospel: The Parable of the Lost Sheep

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9 Responses

  1. Michael says:

    This is a classic piece of Reformational theology.
    This…is excellent.

  2. Jean says:

    Thanks Michael. I have come out as a lost sheep. 🙂

  3. Josh the Baptist says:

    It is good Jean. Shame we got a scandal going on on line 2 🙂

  4. John 20:29 says:

    “Jesus describes himself as the shepherd of a small flock of sheep within all of Christendom”

    as a pew sitter, i’m not following this statement …?… are you declaring that most of “Christendom” are goats? was the term applicable to the time and place Jesus taught that day?

  5. Jean says:

    Thanks Josh.

  6. Jean says:

    Hi John 20:29,

    I don’t know if they’re actually in the pews or not, but what I believe Jesus teaches is that the majority of people who self identify as Christian are not.

    I used Christendom as a figure of speech for the total number of people who would self identify as a Christian.

  7. JD says:

    Many, if not most IMHO. 🙁
    Only their Halodresser knows for sure. 😉

  8. Duane Arnold says:

    Jean

    Nicely done. I used to like this “gentle” parable until I lived in the UK for a time with sheep in the field next to the house. I came to realize that sheep are really, really dumb and can do almost nothing for themselves…

    Lesson learned…

  9. The New Victor says:

    Back in the day, we raised dogs. We had 50 at one point. My mother never was able to set it up right as a breeder, but she made some money from them. We lived on 25 acres at the time, surrounded by forest. The dogs would run free range during the day. At night, I’d call them into a large shed to sleep and eat. We also had a sheep, Sally, that we had raised from a lamb. She ran with the dogs. She would come running with the rest of the heard of Llasa Apsos when I called them into the shed at night. She also ate dog food. She was a funny beast. She never met another sheep, so she probably thought she was a dog, too, naturally.

    After we were forced to move from the property, my mom found a home for her. A few years later, my mom heard someone commenting that a friend had a curious sheep that loved dog food. We knew it was Sally. So I suppose as the herd goes…

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