Safe
A Poem about the Good Shepherd
To my son, Theodore Lucas, for his 1st birthday. Happy Birthday, Theo.
Safe
After John 10:1-10 & Psalm 23
Wow.
I am safe—
taken by the Good Shepherd’s
lush, green field and care.
My Shepherd is fearless—
rising with scars after facing
the attacks of the Grave,
kneeling low to bandage
my wounds and saying, "Here I am."
My Shepherd forever lives,
leading me over Death’s shadow
as I trail joyfully behind.
When the Shepherd looks toward me from afar,
I hear in the breeze: “You are wanted. You are treasured.
You are safe.”