My Black sheepFirst came Roshannah (second from the left) lamb she had us all to herself for 15 1/2 months. Then came or Jami she was taken from our arms she died at the age of three. I have been told that my little lamb will one day I will have in my arms again to raise but for now she acts as a junior Sheppard to The Sheppard as the desire to have her again strongly guides my life.Two lambs came together just two minutes apart first the lamb David and then Danielle (4th from the right & David the last one going from left to right they briefly rubbed Shoulders with Jami before her journey home. Steven came to our fold, our little mischievous lamb who kept me busy every moment but gave me ever so much joy.Kristjan was the next lamb he is a majestic lion permanently dressed in a lamb’s costume, difficult at first to accept but now my absolute joy 2nd to last) Meghan (first from left to right) lamb came next she taught me that God does watch after me he no lessons to learn with her just a gift of love. Then a surprise lamb appears our Brittany she was unexpected but such a sweet little lamb. Each lamb has arrived at the age that they should be called sheep but they are my little lambs some have kept their title Black some have taken on another name but they are still the same my Black sheep.

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FAITH


Faith to me is like a seed
It must be planted to grow
I planted my seed deep in my heart
I nourished, tended and kept it safe,
It sprouted and grew
It became a tree before I knew.
Not unlike a tree, which bares fruit. Yet the fruit I take
Nourishment from feeds my spirit not by body.
I took a seed so small that who would have believed
A small little seed could infinitely feed the nation
By faith Jesus fed the five thousand
A mustard seed is small yet it is a plant gigantic
Faith to plant the seed in the ground; is unseen yet surely it will
Grow, if the ground has good soil and is nourished and cared for.
God gives to us life; it is a seed we each must develop and tend and
Plant in good soil. It is us who must have the faith to let Him be the
Gardner for only he knows the product derived from your special seed.
Faith is placing your plant in his hands; you are the tender plant but he
Is the Gardner.

The Lion and the Lamb

I entered in Proud as a Lionso puffed up I thought Iwas King of the jungle.
Grand as I supposed I was; how easily I was caughtImprisoned and chained.
I came to HIM humble as a lamb my head bowed, my heart contrite.He picked me up held me to HIS bosom At last, I grasped, even being held, I was free.
Written by Kathy Black

TRUST WHEN I DO NOT UNDERSTAND
I left heaven sometime ago and entered a world of challenge. The world of which I live is not my home but rather I have been sent to school. I live here for a time, it is not given to me how long but I will remain happily until I am called home.
Sometimes the journey I have undertaken takes me to where the sun shines. Where I hear the peaceful sound of the brook as it babbles. I smell in the air the fragrant smell of blossoms and hear the larks melodious tone.
I trust He who sent me here, though sometimes I do not understand, why the road I have to walk is rough and seemingly unfit for travel. As I look about the road of which I must travel, sometimes it seems I am alone.
The storm blows in; the rain comes down—l’ m afraid. I try to battle the storm by myself I can not at times I just stand still and wait for sometimes the fog rolls in blinding my vision," Please Help", I franticly moan.
He, comes He has a lamp; at first I can't imagine how such a lamp could illuminate the road for me. Then I remember the feeding of the five thousand. I know that His lamp can light the way. I follow the light; I am not alone!
In my ears the sweet song of David echoes: "Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path". I take His strength, I trust in him I follow the light and I remember home.
Written by: Kathy Black txt: John 9:12 & Ps.42: 8

Atonement

His hands descended to uplift me, hands having amazing strength Yet gently he touched my trembling chin.Tears of repentance fell on His nail scarred hands.
His feet walked the shores of Galilee, as He taught his Father'sways, then nails were driven through those feet.that left footprints, showing me the way.
Through His grace, He elevates me, I saw His caring eyes. Heard words spoken to my heart "go and sin no more".I became a witness of His love, His noble sacrifice, I saw Him bleed at every pore, knowing some drops were shed for me.
I give Him my heart, humble and free,and plead Him to abide with me.
Then he sheds tears of joy,His blessings fall On my repentant soulmy thoughts ascend to Him.
Kathy black 1991

Britzy bitsy beaners! Brittany is my last "black sheep" After Meghan was born I thought I was done--I had my pretty baby girl; it seemed like a nice time to end. But there was one more child in store for me. I was not too happy when I realized I was pregnant--in fact I was a bit upset I fully admit Brittany was a "oh shit" baby. I am so happy she came to our family, I am so blessed that the Lord sent her to us. I do not believe there isn't anything she cannot do she is so very talented she is non-judgemental and beautiful.