Two people were watching a man drive a herd of sheep through the main street of a small town.

“I thought shepherds led sheep. I didn’t know they drove them with a whip.”

“They do,” the other fellow remarked. “That’s not a shepherd. That’s the town’s butcher.”

Source: Robert R. Cueni, The Vital Church Leader
Abingdon press, 1991


God, my shepherd!
I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
you let me catch my breath
and send me in the right direction.

Psalm 23:1-3 (The Message)

Author: philipchircop

An artist at heart and madly in love with all things beautiful and soulful: music, painting, sculpture, photography, film, theatre, poetry, good company, good food, good wine and more. I believe that beauty is a wonderful entry into the mystery of the God “whose centre is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere.” God can be sensed in all things if and when we engage in a long, loving look at the real that surrounds us. I consider myself a seeker with bottomless curiosity, an eternal student of life, exploring fresh and creative ways to proclaim the Good News in the hope of helping fellow pilgrims and seekers to embrace real and radical changes that will lead to conversion and transformation.

One thought on “SHEPHERD OR BUTCHER”

  1. nice story.

    I give you one too. not related but a story is….

    There was a woman called Wacu in an African community. she was an outcast . she lived outside the village. she was lonely but hardworking. she was not invited to parties and ceremonies. One day a cow was slaughtered . she was not invited as usual so she went on with her business of tilling her land. an eagle had stolen a big chunk of meat (some say it was the liver) from the villagers and was scared on seeing Wacu, it therefore dropped it right at her feet. Wacu the outcast enjoyed a nice meal that day inspite of being an outcast. The key thing is it was luck but it came to her while working. Thus the saying ” wacu found luck in the farm”

    Kenyan anecdote from Agikuyu community


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