In Labrador most of the people are fishermen and their homes are on the rocky cliffs near the sea. In the summer while they are busy fishing they let their sheep out to graze on the hills. All summer long they wander on and on, back over the hills, further away from the sea. Never once do they come home again, and when the cold weather comes the owners have to look for them.
How much boys and girls are like these sheep! When left to themselves they wander away—intent only on having a good time in their sins, with never a thought of where such conduct will lead them. Like the sheep they need Someone to seek for and find them.
The fishermen often have to go many miles before they find their sheep, and the Good Shepherd seeking for His sheep (that is, for you boys and girls) sometimes seeks a long time before He finds them.
How it rejoices His heart when the sheep hear His voice saying, “Come unto Me,” and heed that loving invitation and let the Good Shepherd carry them home on His shoulders, rejoicing!
ML 05/06/1951