the little shepherd boy continued his search for the robin, pouting as his scrounging of the rocky plains turned out to be fruitless. he called out a birdsong, perked up his ears when he heard the resonating reply of the little red robin, and trotted off on the mountain path. his goats myeeh’d in the meadow, forgotten, and his sheep baa’d in the pasture.
A bright star appeared in the sky, lighting up the heavens. A voice called “Follow the star,” And Marcus, a shepherd looked up to see if the message was for him. The star seemed to sparkle brighter. Marcus said a gentle goodbye to his sheep, and patted the youngest on the back, calling behind him, “I’ll be back my friends.” As he went off in search of the star.
Serena
The best I can think of is ‘you are my shepherd…’ and then I don’t remember the rest of the thing….I know it’s from church though?
Sarah
sheperd can be divided into two words
she and pherd
pherd remembers nerd
so sheperd means she is nerd
which is not a good thing to say because some people dont like being called nerd
daniel
the lord is my shepherd. god leads me i guess? but i guess this implies that we’re all his sheep. sure, the shepherd guides the sheep to safety, but the sheep just blindly follow. just like humans blindly follow religion. maybe we should learn to questions
tanjana
the shepherd takes where he thinks we should go but we were just following something that interested us. SHould we let the shepard do his job? or should we follow the unknown, the shadow? i think we should run as fast as we can away from him and look for the burning bush
jessie
sheperd sounds like sheppard, that is the last name o Jack, from Lost, and Lost is very very awesome, so shepherd seems awesome, but it also seems like sheep that looks like sheep that looks like James Hetfield, that is awesome.
Yan
mass effect, tali zorah took a step towards shepard, her shepard, and wished she wasn’t trapped in this ridiculous exosuit. she cursed her sueless immune system and longed for his touch. why did the geth have to take away her home world? why did her life have to be so unfair?
Kaarlo
He had promised his wife that he would do something to serve the community. It was no coincidence the name and number for the Good Shepherd soup kitchen was on the table. He made a mental note to call them later. He immediately began to think about soup. He wondered if the soup kitchen really did serve soup to those poor, unfortunate people, or if that was just a figure of speech, or maybe they did serve soup, but just as the first course. He added to his mental note to ask when he called.
they shepherds feed the sheep and have long white beards and live in Isreal Jesus was shepherd like ad they sleep with sheep and hug the sheep because shepherds love the sheep, shepherds have no wife
Katie
Takes care of sheep. Watches over a flock. Biblical. Guides a group.
I don’t know what a shepherd is. So I’m now think about sheeps – cause I guess it’s a sheep thing. Sheeps are fluffy and they live in the countryside. They don’t have much problems, except they’re not free.. I wouldn’t want to be a sheep, I’d rather be a wild free animal.
A shephard is a dog right? I love dogs. I have a little one, named Diezel. He’s the greatest little guy in the world; he should be turning 9 soon. He got attacked by two big golden retrievers the other day, didn’t know what would happen but he was bleeding a lot. From now on I love him to death because I never know when I’m going to loose him.
sheperd is the word for people who look after sheep. my favorite shepherd of all time was this guy who always wore yellow on sundays. he didn’t like any other colors. on other days he would wear white. this shepherd was kind to his goats.
thorunn
Jesus Christ is my shepherd and I am a sheep. He loves me guides me, and teaches me all I need to know. Life would be lost without him. He holds my heart in his hands. And I love him.
Fox
someone who can help. someone who’s willing to help, to guide you back to where you need to be.
Someone like you, someone like the person you’re becoming in Mexico. When will you come back and help me go back to where I need to go?
Cassi
Jesus is our shepherd, we are his lambs, he loves us. If we get lost he finds us in the mountains, we are his beloved, we have to trust him and love him back, because he cares for us.
Nadia
i like the pie. i don’t the type of dog. i like the band shepherd’s dog. i don’t know much about the person who tends to sheep but i guess that could be a cool career back in the days. do they still exist? possibly in european countries.
jennifervytran
She was shepherd forward, though she did not want to follow this mysterious person. She could not even tell if they were male or female. They talked in a low scratchy voice. Should she trust their offer of safety?
I feel am though I am a shepherd to my sheep. those friends who follow my advice and the ones I care for. cocky? maybe. but I didn’t ask them to, I just tried to help. and I feel the weight of responsibility every time I hear my phone ring at 3 in the morning and I know a friend needs to talk or is stuck somewhere without a ride.
i don´t like to think about shepherd as some religious image. a shepherd is to me an old man, with a white beard in a farm, in some place like the highlands of scotland. breathing pure things, saying pure words, thinking pure thoughts. except sheep shit.
Mariel Vela
a shepherd is a leader and a protector. they keep watch over the group and keep predators away. it is their job to keep all the sheep within the confines of the pen.
they call him sheep shagger the lonely man that lives in the shack on the hill I heard that he was the last of the shepherds in this area everyone else sold their land to big company except him he lives there with his sheep.
she shepherded them up them hill, like forlorn sheep. as they walked past her she counted them; she only counted nine.
shit, she exclaimed, who was missing? it had to be johnny, it was always johnny. little bugger had a terrible habit of going in the complete wrong direction she asked.
Sheep. Sheep are the only thing I think of. Sheep. Sleep. I can’t sleep. Sheep turn into memories. Memories jumping over fences, just like the way we used to. Come back to me.
she could hear a bell in the near distance and saw a shepherd, tiny from afar, with a cane and everything herding sheep. This is the countryside she thought to herself. I’m actually in the countryside!!!!!
Jillian
the shepherd went up to the top of the hill, he felt a voice inside him, he felt warm as his feet stepped upon the grass…it was getting dark and the stars in the sky were more visible by the minute.
Israel Leon
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters, He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of Olbers’ Paradox, for His namesake. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For you are with me, Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
Christiana
pie love it is amazing also my principal is named mr shepered every time i hear it i think about sheperds pie also sheperds that are in a field like in the bible
taylor p
Baby girl i love you i know i have done wrong i didn’t mean to hurt you. Please forgive me i will let you be like my shepherd. Just help me i need you. your my world. Don’t go.
I pulled my flock closer, looking over the herd, easily spotting my favorites. But on of my flock has gone missing. Off to greener pastures, to sample upon a finer hay. That’s ok, however, for if he is happy, I am happy. For I am the shepherd. To love is to cherish, to cherish is to respect. Let him run free and be happy and perhaps one day he will return with tales of days past.
Mike Thompson
The shepherd goes back, leaving the ninety and nine to seek the one.
Tezcacoatl
“ppsszzrrttt!…Shepherd-One, do you read?….click…pppsseerstt!…I repeat, Shepherd-One, do you read!?” came a voice into Jensen’s head.
“Ahhh-Christ, no!” moaned Jensen as he grabbed his head. “They put something inside of me!”
there is sheep in a pasture and i want to pet all of them and because of that i feel happy and wonderful in the place i live in. My dads talking on the phone and its kinda of annoying but thats ok cause i love him. This is what sheep is all about love and softness
emmd12
the one thing that means religon a god watching over his flock someone important.
ari
Grandfather was a shepherd: every Friday we spent a few hours seated in that claustrophile’s nook he called his “study”, and he showed me my chess moves were predictable as a flock of sheep. But he guided my skills to higher levels.
the little shepherd boy continued his search for the robin, pouting as his scrounging of the rocky plains turned out to be fruitless. he called out a birdsong, perked up his ears when he heard the resonating reply of the little red robin, and trotted off on the mountain path. his goats myeeh’d in the meadow, forgotten, and his sheep baa’d in the pasture.
A bright star appeared in the sky, lighting up the heavens. A voice called “Follow the star,” And Marcus, a shepherd looked up to see if the message was for him. The star seemed to sparkle brighter. Marcus said a gentle goodbye to his sheep, and patted the youngest on the back, calling behind him, “I’ll be back my friends.” As he went off in search of the star.
The best I can think of is ‘you are my shepherd…’ and then I don’t remember the rest of the thing….I know it’s from church though?
sheperd can be divided into two words
she and pherd
pherd remembers nerd
so sheperd means she is nerd
which is not a good thing to say because some people dont like being called nerd
the lord is my shepherd. god leads me i guess? but i guess this implies that we’re all his sheep. sure, the shepherd guides the sheep to safety, but the sheep just blindly follow. just like humans blindly follow religion. maybe we should learn to questions
the shepherd takes where he thinks we should go but we were just following something that interested us. SHould we let the shepard do his job? or should we follow the unknown, the shadow? i think we should run as fast as we can away from him and look for the burning bush
sheperd sounds like sheppard, that is the last name o Jack, from Lost, and Lost is very very awesome, so shepherd seems awesome, but it also seems like sheep that looks like sheep that looks like James Hetfield, that is awesome.
mass effect, tali zorah took a step towards shepard, her shepard, and wished she wasn’t trapped in this ridiculous exosuit. she cursed her sueless immune system and longed for his touch. why did the geth have to take away her home world? why did her life have to be so unfair?
He had promised his wife that he would do something to serve the community. It was no coincidence the name and number for the Good Shepherd soup kitchen was on the table. He made a mental note to call them later. He immediately began to think about soup. He wondered if the soup kitchen really did serve soup to those poor, unfortunate people, or if that was just a figure of speech, or maybe they did serve soup, but just as the first course. He added to his mental note to ask when he called.
Lila’s job came second-nature — just keep the kids in order, feed them and keep them quiet, like a shepherd of little people.
they shepherds feed the sheep and have long white beards and live in Isreal Jesus was shepherd like ad they sleep with sheep and hug the sheep because shepherds love the sheep, shepherds have no wife
Takes care of sheep. Watches over a flock. Biblical. Guides a group.
I don’t know what a shepherd is. So I’m now think about sheeps – cause I guess it’s a sheep thing. Sheeps are fluffy and they live in the countryside. They don’t have much problems, except they’re not free.. I wouldn’t want to be a sheep, I’d rather be a wild free animal.
A shephard is a dog right? I love dogs. I have a little one, named Diezel. He’s the greatest little guy in the world; he should be turning 9 soon. He got attacked by two big golden retrievers the other day, didn’t know what would happen but he was bleeding a lot. From now on I love him to death because I never know when I’m going to loose him.
sheperd is the word for people who look after sheep. my favorite shepherd of all time was this guy who always wore yellow on sundays. he didn’t like any other colors. on other days he would wear white. this shepherd was kind to his goats.
Jesus Christ is my shepherd and I am a sheep. He loves me guides me, and teaches me all I need to know. Life would be lost without him. He holds my heart in his hands. And I love him.
someone who can help. someone who’s willing to help, to guide you back to where you need to be.
Someone like you, someone like the person you’re becoming in Mexico. When will you come back and help me go back to where I need to go?
Jesus is our shepherd, we are his lambs, he loves us. If we get lost he finds us in the mountains, we are his beloved, we have to trust him and love him back, because he cares for us.
i like the pie. i don’t the type of dog. i like the band shepherd’s dog. i don’t know much about the person who tends to sheep but i guess that could be a cool career back in the days. do they still exist? possibly in european countries.
She was shepherd forward, though she did not want to follow this mysterious person. She could not even tell if they were male or female. They talked in a low scratchy voice. Should she trust their offer of safety?
I feel am though I am a shepherd to my sheep. those friends who follow my advice and the ones I care for. cocky? maybe. but I didn’t ask them to, I just tried to help. and I feel the weight of responsibility every time I hear my phone ring at 3 in the morning and I know a friend needs to talk or is stuck somewhere without a ride.
i don´t like to think about shepherd as some religious image. a shepherd is to me an old man, with a white beard in a farm, in some place like the highlands of scotland. breathing pure things, saying pure words, thinking pure thoughts. except sheep shit.
a shepherd is a leader and a protector. they keep watch over the group and keep predators away. it is their job to keep all the sheep within the confines of the pen.
The Great Shepheard!
Jesus.
He saves.
The sheep herd the shepherd and fled like a bird.
they call him sheep shagger the lonely man that lives in the shack on the hill I heard that he was the last of the shepherds in this area everyone else sold their land to big company except him he lives there with his sheep.
she shepherded them up them hill, like forlorn sheep. as they walked past her she counted them; she only counted nine.
shit, she exclaimed, who was missing? it had to be johnny, it was always johnny. little bugger had a terrible habit of going in the complete wrong direction she asked.
i wonder what it’s like to be a shepherd
sometimes, when my brain
is wrapped up in the ideas of guidance
and ownership and
trust.
the sheep are probably the shepherd’s children.
the joy from their first breaths,
the despair as they pass
into dirt.
Sheep. Sheep are the only thing I think of. Sheep. Sleep. I can’t sleep. Sheep turn into memories. Memories jumping over fences, just like the way we used to. Come back to me.
she could hear a bell in the near distance and saw a shepherd, tiny from afar, with a cane and everything herding sheep. This is the countryside she thought to herself. I’m actually in the countryside!!!!!
the shepherd went up to the top of the hill, he felt a voice inside him, he felt warm as his feet stepped upon the grass…it was getting dark and the stars in the sky were more visible by the minute.
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters, He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of Olbers’ Paradox, for His namesake. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For you are with me, Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
pie love it is amazing also my principal is named mr shepered every time i hear it i think about sheperds pie also sheperds that are in a field like in the bible
Baby girl i love you i know i have done wrong i didn’t mean to hurt you. Please forgive me i will let you be like my shepherd. Just help me i need you. your my world. Don’t go.
I pulled my flock closer, looking over the herd, easily spotting my favorites. But on of my flock has gone missing. Off to greener pastures, to sample upon a finer hay. That’s ok, however, for if he is happy, I am happy. For I am the shepherd. To love is to cherish, to cherish is to respect. Let him run free and be happy and perhaps one day he will return with tales of days past.
The shepherd goes back, leaving the ninety and nine to seek the one.
“ppsszzrrttt!…Shepherd-One, do you read?….click…pppsseerstt!…I repeat, Shepherd-One, do you read!?” came a voice into Jensen’s head.
“Ahhh-Christ, no!” moaned Jensen as he grabbed his head. “They put something inside of me!”
there is sheep in a pasture and i want to pet all of them and because of that i feel happy and wonderful in the place i live in. My dads talking on the phone and its kinda of annoying but thats ok cause i love him. This is what sheep is all about love and softness
the one thing that means religon a god watching over his flock someone important.
Grandfather was a shepherd: every Friday we spent a few hours seated in that claustrophile’s nook he called his “study”, and he showed me my chess moves were predictable as a flock of sheep. But he guided my skills to higher levels.