The Cathedral Community

telemarketer called the home of a prospective customer. “Hello”. Then the following conversation took place...

“Hello, what’s your name?”

“My name is Jimmy.”

“How old are you Jimmy?”

“I’m four years old.”

“Good! Is your mother at home?”

“Yes, but she’s busy.”

“Is your father at home?”

“Yes, but he’s busy.”

“I see. Who else is there?”

“The police.”

“The police? May I speak to one of them?”

“They’re busy too.”

“Any other grown ups there?”

“The firemen.”

"May I speak to a fireman?”

“Not now. They’re busy, like the policemen.”

“Jimmy, all those people in your house and I can’t speak to any of them? What are they doing?”

“Looking for me. I guess I’m lost.”

Whenever we get that “I guess I’m lost” feeling, Jesus is never too busy not to answer our call. “I am the Good Shepherd,” says the Lord. The shepherd walked out ahead, exercising tender, loving care. Often he risked his own safety to preserve the flock’s unity, protecting it against beasts of prey and thievery. It was his duty to lead the sheep toward green pastures, find them watering places, and search for those who had strayed too far. A real shepherd was born to his task. He was sent out with the flock as soon as he was old enough to go. He grew into the calling of being a shepherd. The sheep became his friends and his companions. It became second nature to him to think of them before he thought of himself. He was especially concerned for those confused and weak among them, lest they be lost or unable to keep up.

“I am the Good Shepherd. I know my own, and my own know me.”

Thought for the week:  If you can’t give good advice, set a good example.

Smile for the week :  Why did the dog cross the road ... twice? To fetch a boomerang!