Think on These Things #5 Lost Sheep

By Lorraine

The Parable of the Lost Sheep

“What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off? And if he finds it, I tell you the truth, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off. In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should be lost.
Matthew 18:12-14
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Then Jesus told them this parable: “Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’ I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent.
Luke 15:3-7
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Leafing through a binder where I keep poems and quotes I have collected, I remembered this poem that always touched my heart.
How we love our children and want nothing more for them to be walking in the Truth.
I am thankful God hears our prayers for our children and lovingly woos them to Himself.
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I was but a youth and thoughtless,

As all youths are apt to be;

Though I had a Christian Mother

Who had taught me carefully.

There came a time when pleasure

Of the world came to allure,

And I no more sought the guidance

Of her love so good and pure.

Her tender admonitions fell

But lightly on my ear,

And for the gentle warnings

I felt an inward sneer.

But Mother would not yield her boy

To Satan’s sinful sway,

And though I spurned her counsel

She knew a better way.

She made my room an altar,

A place of secret prayer,

And there she took her burden

And left it in His care.

And morning, noon and evening

By that humble bedside low,

She sought the aid of Him who

Understands a Mother’s woe.

And I went my way unheeding,

Careless of the life I led,

Until one day I noticed

Prints of elbows on my bed.

Then I saw that she had been there

Praying for her wayward boy,

Who for love of worldly pleasure

Would her peace of mind destroy.

Long the conflict raged within me,

Sin against my Mother’s prayers,

Sin must yield – for Mother never

While she daily met Him there.

And her constant love and patience

Were like coals upon my head,

Together with the imprints

Of her elbows on my bed.

And so at last the fight was won,

And I to Christ was led,

And Mother’s prayers were answered

By her elbows on my bed.
Author Unknown
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Marcia says
March 22, 2012 at 11:08 pm
Only such a loving Father would know how much I needed this today. Thank you for sharing.
Stopping by via Abby's.
Much love.
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Little Birdie Blessings says
March 22, 2012 at 2:43 pm
What a beautiful poem, the words expressed so thoughtfully of an experienced prayerful mother. God really touches the hearts of some with words which they in turn use to encourage others. Thanks for linking this post and your photo to Scripture Thursday. ~ Abby
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Ms. Redo says
March 18, 2012 at 10:31 pm
Can't get the linky tool to work, won't let me add the picture – is it me? (It usually is 🙂 Hugs ~ Mary
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podso says
March 18, 2012 at 8:46 pm
A wonderful thought in the poem to go along with the scripture and thought about prayer . We are never to give up or grow weary in prayer.
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Personalized Sketches and Sentiments says
March 18, 2012 at 4:22 pm
Praise the Lord for the prayers of Godly men and women and for the word that is planted in the hearts of our children…and that we may also share His word and truth to those we are in contact with.
Thank you for sharing.
Blessings & Aloha!
Thank you soooo much for stopping and for your very kind words! Oh I added a photo of her on my post that our daughter sent us after your visit. It is her Happy St. Patty's day photo :o) Q-t pie"
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Debbie says
March 18, 2012 at 2:32 pm
I just loved this post and the poem. Spending time on your knees for my kids is something I am soo familiar with…probably most mom's are. We don't ever give up! HUGS
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Sue says
March 18, 2012 at 2:27 pm
A beautiful post, and poem, Lorriane, I think prayers by mothers are the strongest of all. thank you for sharing.
Sue
I wrote a post and tried to link but was having a problem with Mr linky, I will try later.
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Debbie says
March 18, 2012 at 1:16 pm
What a beautiful poem of love. My mother prayed for her children until the day she died. Not all of her prayers have yet been answered though. But I continue to take up those same prayers for my siblings.
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marie says
March 18, 2012 at 6:08 am
A beautiful post Lorraine..it certainly touched my heart in a very personal way. I'm also thankful that God hears our prayers for our children.
"And so at last the fight was won…"
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moreofhim says
March 18, 2012 at 4:11 am
Thank you for sharing this – such a beautiful poem and I have always loved that Scripture about the one lost sheep. Shows God's love for us.
God bless you – Julie
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Adrienne says
March 18, 2012 at 5:04 am
So comforting – and confirmation not to lose hope and stop praying for our dear one who has wandered from the fold!
~Adrienne~
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Viv says
March 18, 2012 at 4:36 am
thanks for this beautiful post Lorraine 🙂 we've been studying the parable of the lost son today at church! how comforting it is to know that God welcomes us with open arms when we repent and return to Him! Have a blessed weekend and week ahead! (haven't been visiting with you as i hope to these days but always so refreshing and heartwarming!)
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Tracy says
March 18, 2012 at 2:01 am
Lorraine, such a lovely post and it is a comfort to know He will care for us!
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NanaDiana says
March 18, 2012 at 1:54 am
What a beautiful poem, Lorraine. This is a wonderful post! xo Diana
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Ann says
March 17, 2012 at 11:45 pm
Beautiful image and post. Have a wonderful weekend
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Lemon Lane Cottage says
March 17, 2012 at 11:13 pm
What a beautiful poem and so dear to this mother's heart. I tried to join the party but linky keeps saying that my post is not linked and it is…Maybe you can help. Patty
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Maple Lane says
March 17, 2012 at 10:47 pm
Such a beautiful post. Blessings to you and your family this weekend.
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Kristin says
March 17, 2012 at 10:21 pm
So beautiful and comforting as only He can be.
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