🐑 Lost Lamb

26 Apr, 2026

After going on a rabbit hole watching videos of lambs, to cats, and a CoryxKenshin horror gameplay spree (OKAY maybe yalls didn’t expect me to be a fan, but I like Cory. He’s got genuine, funny reactions; navigates horror games with skill and humor; keeps his language appropriate; and is also Christian)—now has come the time to write.

Again, I’m not perfect. I procrastinate and doomscroll, too. After praying the DMC, I have been blessed again with the grace to continue this vocation, and redeem myself from the guilt of post-rot clarity.

Today’s Feast of the Good Shepherd reminds me again of just the kind of God that we have—a God that won’t prevent us from making our own decisions, because He gave us free will. But also a God that welcomes us back into the fold the moment we realize we’ve messed up, we need His forgiveness, and the grace to accept—and make the most of—the second chances that God grants us, well, all the time.

Doesn’t mean these second chances aren’t always easy. Sometimes our mistakes loop and loop til God gives one a REAL wake-up call, and those can sting. You can’t not learn from your mistakes forever.

Sometimes, I struggle with this. I’m very sure that I’ve spoken about this issue of mine before, about having trouble accepting God’s mercy, but I was reminded of it again today. We stumble and fall, like helpless lambs doing their best to keep up with the flock, following the Shepherd. We get lost, after chasing butterflies that lead us away from the fold, into the dangers of the forest, or an unseen cliff. When I realize that I’ve gone far, though, my thoughts go something like I’ve gone too far. I can’t go back, so why try?

But like- that’s so wrong T-T. You don’t say, omg I’ve gone too far might as well stay lost- when you’re lost. The first instinct is to try and find your way back ASAP, so why can’t I do this too in my spiritual life?

I’m not sure, but there’s always that temptation to wander. Even the Israelites wandered, and they struggled too with the staying part of staying faithful to God. It’s ironic to read the cycles of the Israelites’ faithfulness and disobedience in the Bible, thinking WHY COULDN’T THEY JUST OBEY, then realize: “wait, that’s me.” Absolute clownery, but it’s very humbling.

Then comes the next stage of being lost: wait I don’t wanna be lost anymore. In my mind’s eye, I’m suddenly little lamb that baas and bleats, stuck in the thorny thicket she’s lost herself in. And just when I think hope is gone, the Shepherd appears over my head, lifts me out of the thicket, and carries me back into the fold, pressing me close against His chest. Because to God, He doesn’t see the undeserving, disobedient, and (quite frankly) ungrateful sinner I think I am. He sees a little lamb that got lost.

That shifted my perspective a lot when I first thought about it. God hates the sin, but He loves the sinner. Just as the father welcomed back the Prodigal Son, so He welcomes back those who decide they don’t want to be lost anymore. He looks for you, “calling His own sheep by name”(John 10:3), and deep down, we know that following the Shepherd’s familiar voice is all that we really need…to do. Not following some shortcut, or flowery wayward path, or thrill-seeking down unfamiliar roads, but following His voice. Just think: the Lord who keeps the sheep safe through dark valleys—could not the same Shepherd not guide you through anything life throws at you?

Anyways, that’s it for now, fellow sheep. The flow of writing has stopped, and I’ll close here. But if you’re feeling a little lost yourself in the present anxieties, future uncertainty, or past regrets, just know that there’s a Shepherd looking for you. So give Him a baa, or prayer, to let Him know where you’re at. And as always, I’ll be praying with and for you. See you in the next log! <33

P.S. Interesting how we think the analogy of us Christians as sheep means that following Christ is some passive, easy, and mindless task. Newsflash: it is very much the opposite T-T