Let’s remember the story together.

It was a quiet night. We leaned our backs against the tree and tried to relax our aching muscles. It had been another busy day. We started the morning up on the hillside where the grass was deep, but as afternoon came and it got hotter, we led the sheep down into the valley where it was cooler and they could drink from the stream. That’s when the young one got caught in the current and we had to pull it out with our shepherd’s crook. Again. As the sun started to set, we led them back to the sheepfold, and we stood by the gate as they walked in. We stopped each of our sheep as it got to the gate and we examined it closely for any cuts or scrapes, especially on their soft noses. Some of the stones on the hillside were pretty sharp. Once all of the sheep were…