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24 Hours in the Life of a Shepherd

It is easy to take for granted, forget, or not notice the daily pressures
a good shepherd faces. When a shepherd's heart is to protect the flock
entrusted to him, his days are spent laying his life down...often without
any accolade or recognition. 24 Hours In the Life of a Shepherd provides
a glimpse into the pain, fear and uncertainty we see shepherds and their
families face. Pray for the shepherds in your life that they will finish their
course and keep the faith.

It was one after midnight when the first call came.
Pastor, I know you don’t even know my name,
But my family was in a car wreck tonight
And we need you to pray, so we can get through the night.
I rose from my bed and with Bible in hand
Rushed out in the night to help this poor man.
The hospital staff took me straight to their room,
Where I found there a tragedy that would leave much gloom.
His wife had just died before I arrived
Leaving only her children and this man to survive.
I sat and I wept with the family until two
And helped them make plans of the next things to do.
Then I received a call from way across town
My Associate's wife had just fallen down.
The twins were fine, or appeared to be
But his wife was not good and He needed me.
I ran to the floor with Bible in hand,
Lord, give me Your Words. I don‘t understand.
As I ran through the hall, I heard Code Red.
It’s message I knew and its news I did dread.
As I entered the room, it was as I had feared.
The angel of death had already appeared.
I watched in awe at the skill of the staff
As they wrestled with death, until I heard a strained laugh.
Oh, Pastor, praise God for these two little lives.
God gave me two sons though He just took my wife.
With tears streaming down this proud Papa’s face,
We bowed and we thanked God for His never ending Grace.
With time for a shower and barely much more,
I headed for home at 10:04.
My children were sad I had missed their class play.
I’m sorry is all I could manage to say.
I arrived at the Church just in time to preach.
God’s Message and Love is what I did teach.
The service was filled with much sorrow and tears
At the loss of this friend we would miss through the years.
The sermon went well until the sound system popped,
Followed by the announcement the equipment had stopped.
I stepped off the platform to get near the crowd,
Thinking I would raise my voice and speak real loud.
When I slipped on some water puddled on the floor
From a leak in the baptismal through its overflow door.
There was laughter and squeals and some Are you okays?
Then we decided our service was done for the day.
We cleaned and we dried up the water a bunch
And headed to Mrs. Jones for a late Sunday lunch.
Just when I thought the day might get better,
Mrs. Jones said, I’m sorry, and handed me the letter.
“Pastor, we thank you so much for all you have done,
For sharing the love of the Father and Son,
For teaching us how to walk in the Spirit
Even though sometimes it has been hard to hear it.
Now we have something we are very sorry to say
The cost of your salary we can no longer pay.
We pray God will lead you to another place soon
But your position with us ends Friday at noon.
”My family and I quietly finished our meal
Then excused ourselves to go somewhere to heal.
On our way back home we stopped by the Church.
We prayed for God’s wisdom in our ministry search.
It was 5:59 when we rose from our knees.
I was thankful for my family and felt He was pleased.
We walked into the service that was to be our last
Saddened our time here would soon be passed.
The people were kind as they told us goodbye
Though I trusted God’s Plan, I still wondered why…
We had just arrived home at half past eight
When the board called a meeting they said couldn’t wait.
A staff member had been caught having an affair
He had fallen into the dreaded sinner’s lair.
We talked and we prayed for our brother in sin
As we cried out to God to redeem him within.
This day was now done so I decided to rest,
When the phone rang again, and I felt really blessed.
A man in our Church I had led to the Lord
Was letting me know he was reading God’s Word.
He thanked me for being a shepherd that cared
And a leader who tread where not many had dared.
As I hung up the phone and kissed my wife good night,
I reached for my Bible before I turned out the light.
God forbid I should sin by ceasing to pray
And teaching God's flock the good and right way.
I bowed my head and prayed once again
Dear God, in my heart let your revival begin.
I kneel as your servant as You are my King.
Fill my heart with your love and let Your Words ring.
At one past midnight I said, Goodnight, Lord.
Help me dwell in Your Presence and cling to Your Word.
Hold me close. Help me stand. Make the enemy beware.
As I finish this day, I rest knowing you care.

Donna Nickerson
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