Aug 20, 2024
My fear rose as I viewed the Waimea sheep through the cellar wireless camera this morning. Some are deathly sick, and I have been blaming myself, which is not a healthy reaction. I needed God’s comfort. As I wrote this, I heard via a podcast: “Perfect love casts out fear.”
Several lambs or adults have swelling under their jaw, which is a tell-tale signal of severe infestation and that they are bleeding internally. Two dead so far. This story is not new to me. I have saved them with medical treatments, and I have lost them. I’ve researched what to do, and know it is the number one killer of sheep everywhere. For right now I just want to talk about that fear, not how or why these sheep get sick.
When things go well, I get the idea that I’ve got control over the problem. When things go wrong, I battle to get back on track. My new choice is spending more time dwelling on perfect Love. Yes I take action and give medical treatments but I also need to acknowledge internally to view sad circumstances differently than my default mode. Jesus’ mode of talking to his Father included being truthful. This has many layers, but for this morning, I’m replacing lies with truth. God is with me; He is my comfort; He is not cracking a whip; His love endures forever.
