Jesus, My Good Shepherd

Jeremiah 9:1   

Oh that my head were waters,

And my eye a fountain of tears,

That I might weep day and night

For the slain of the daughter of my people!

These days the Lord has deeply been working on me. Often times, His hand is hard and heavy, yet His supply of grace is more than sufficient. And indeed His yokes are light and easy to bear, for actually He is the One who bears it all for me. 

Reports and news and observations of whats happening around me, both in the spiritual and physical world, are heartbreaking. The worldly affair I do not care too much, but what's going on among the saints in the churches, among the believers in general and seekers in particular, and especially whom the Lord burdened me to care for with anxious concern are real-life test to me; perhaps, of my genuineness in my love, care and concern and how I shepherd them. The Lord has been training and perfecting me, teaching me lessons after lessons. Praise the Lord!

The last few days, I have been burdened with certain situation happening among those I am burdened for. I received messages and phone call that really put me into a spot. My heart was really heavy bearing all these news, whether good or bad, they are all for good as sovereignly arranged by the God of arrangement. 

Today afternoon, I received yet another message of a change of a matter that was already agreed and decided few months ago. And clubbed with few other things in my official duty and personal life, I was so filled with burdens to chalk things out, yet I knew for sure I cannot do it myself. The only place of solace I know so far, and the best one indeed, is to come before the Lord's presence in prayer and pour everything out to Him. So I sanctified two slots of prayer time to spend solid hours in prayer.

I really could experience what prophet Jeremiah wrote concern the people of God, Israel:

Oh that my head were waters,

And my eye a fountain of tears,

That I might weep day and night

For the slain of the daughter of my people!

It was for the burden of the Lord's children that I could pour out my prayers to the Lord. I consider this as a blessing. Even as I poured my burdens out to the Lord, item by item, the Lord comforted and shepherded me that all is well as it is He who is in control; He is still on the throne. No matter what happen, no matter how people may change and what they turn out to be, the Lord is still on the throne. He is still the Lord and the Head of the Body of Christ. As He was, and is, He will still be...

Furthermore, He encouraged me with promises of His blessings upon and through me. O what a release to fully open to the Lord and be released!

To Him I went with head hung in shame and heavily burdened; after the sweet hours of prayer, my head was held high, all shame shattered and burdens lifted. What a release! What a joy! What a grace! What a blessing! Hallelujah!

Jesus is my good Shepherd! He shepherds me to shepherd others according to Him. For this very reason He is gracing me to go through experiences after experiences, all in the line of shepherding, and by His grace, I am learning to be shepherd like Him. O that I may learn it so well! And may turn the weeping of Jeremiah into praising in joy.

Oh that my head were waters,And my eye a fountain of tears,That I might praise day and night with tears of joy

And flow forth fountain of living waters, 

For the recovered of the daughter of my people!