“They came
to Jesus, and found the man from whom the demons had gone out, sitting down at the feet of Jesus, clothed and in
his right mind; and they became frightened.” —Luke
8:35
The dog trainer called
him, “The Shepherd.” My son’s big, black, and beautiful German shepherd’s
official name was Prince Hoss Bain. As a pup, he was fun and playful, but as he
grew, Hoss began to show signs of aggression, more like nervous defensiveness.
We took him to obedience classes. The nine or ten other dogs all had cute names
and practiced together. We were instructed to keep Hoss at a distance and he
was known only as “The Shepherd.”
The goal of the
obedience school seemed to be two-fold: one, to teach the owners, my son, my
wife, and me, to correctly train and discipline our dog. A secondary resulting
goal was for Hoss to learn to walk obediently on a leash keeping his eyes
trained on his master. If we stopped, he should stop. If we turned, he should
turn. The distractions of squirrels, cats, dogs, butterflies, and strangers
should not drive him crazy as he keeps himself at peace by looking to his
masters and resting at their feet.
Recently, I heard a new description for pastors.
Jesus is the Good Shepherd, and pastors are like sheepdogs. As a sheepdog herds
the sheep, he must keep his eyes on the Shepherd for directions. Go out further
to bring the sheep back. Turn left or right. Start here and drive the sheep
forward. Constant eye contact with the shepherd is required to herd the sheep
according to the will of the Shepherd. In all the craziness of herding the
sheep, the one constant is the direction and protection of the Shepherd.
Jesus led the disciples to the other side of the Sea
of Galilee and met a demon-possessed man who lived among the tombstones. The
demoniac actually behaved very much like my son’s German shepherd. He ran
around naked and would break the chains and shackles used to control him (Luke
8:29). Hoss would often break his leash in order to attack a vicious butterfly.
Several times Hoss tore a steel door apart to get at a dangerous beetle.
Jesus cast many demons out of this man and sent them
into a herd of pigs that immediately drowned themselves in the lake. The
herdsman ran off to town to report what had happened. When the townspeople
returned, they saw the crazy man sitting at peace at the feet of Jesus. I can
picture him sitting completely calm with his eyes trained on his Master, Jesus.
Our world appears to be growing crazier with each
passing year. I know I am growing older and am less able to cope with change,
but I really do think our world is losing its mind. Jesus came that we might
have life, abundant life. Because of God’s great love for us and His offer of
salvation, each of us can choose to follow the Lord and live at peace. As we
receive Jesus as Lord and Savior of our lives, we can be delivered from being controlled
by the craziness of our culture. Stress, persecution, and crazy behavior will
still surround us, but Jesus has overcome the world.
As we enter this holy Christmas season, let us take
our directions from Jesus, our Master, and not from this world. If we keep our
eyes on Jesus and sit at His feet, this Christmas can really be a time of peace
on earth, at least peace in our hearts and lives. Let us sit peacefully at
Jesus’ feet.
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