Lambs of Humanity

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Open pastures and fields of life and creation.

The beauty of the creatures but yet the stupidity of the lambs.

 Wandering to places they don’t belong yet they call and feel those places are home.

The lambs.

Lead and meant to follow not promised tomorrow so all they know is today.

Today they may eat the grass of life, pleasures, and life lasting satisfactions as if they really exist.

Knowing that there is only momentary pleasures of the lambs selfishness and ignorance that is bliss.

The stupidity of the lambs, ignorance and foolishness gripped but not the One with the staff.

They are lead but yet they pay no attention to their Leader.

Move on impulses and desires which are both deceiving but yet they cleave and cling.

Leave the flock to pursue the vain pleasures of today.

Today thought of but not the next minute. No not the next minute.

Wandering has lead to danger and danger to the sight of unrecognized creatures and strangers.

Teeth sharp, mouth salivating at the sight of the wandering ignorant lambs and claws ready to devour

Run Run Run you silent sheep from your threat of death.

These creatures are viscous and threats of death.

Who can save but yet the leader that was forsaken?

 The breath of death beside the lamb and its life almost taken and shredded as deserved.

But yet saved and preserved by the Leading one with the Staff.

Oh how humanity and lambs are such alike.

 

James 1:14-15

14 But each person is tempted when he is drawn away and enticed by his own evil desire.

15 Then after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin, and when sin is fully grown it gives birth to death.

 

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