I cringed as the motor roared and the herd looked up. It was only a matter of seconds till they would bolt. I had never mowed in the pasture before. This was an unfamiliar sound to them. Sheep can be a skittish bunch.
With the rumble approaching they looked up… the leaders of the flock searched my eyes. Then one by one their heads went back down to eating. Not a hoof picked up and not one flinched.
Surely on the next swipe of pasture they would run.
As I leaned into the mower to circle back around I had to slow down as they leisurely took their time at the water trough. The lambs look up and eyed me curiously. I scratched one behind her huge ears as she followed her mama back to the big pasture.
“You are their shepherd. They know if the roaring , unfamiliar smells and sounds are controlled by you, they have nothing to fear. You are overriding their perception of fear. The next generation will know even more.”
No one would believe this. I capture a picture. Sheep can be a fearful bunch. But yet… no fear. “… overriding their perception of fear…”
“Within My Hands there is nothing to fear.
No matter what others say… you must redefine your idea of what you should fear.
Let me override your perception of fear.
Fearlessly come as close as you can to Me.
There are those who do not fear… and there are those who are so fearless they return with absolute trust. “