sd#196
 

Sunday Dispatch #196


The Black Sheep

Once there lived a little sheep,
who went a different way. Some would say
the sheep was black, or that he went astray.
Because he thought so differently he soon was cast aside.

His heart was very heavy and lonely deep inside.
But then the Shepherd found him and drew him to his side.
He felt so safe to share his heart; confessing while he cried.
At last the sheep felt special - he now was fully known
by the lamb who became our Shepherd and claimed us for his own.

~Anne Peterson

:crying: Amazing Littlie Story :clap: :clap: :clap:

I have often thought that those people who are labled "Black Sheep" often have the greatest understanding of the world. They have a perspective all their own, and see things that others are too afraid to admit exist in our world.

They experience more, unrestricted by the views of others.

:) :hugs: :hugs: