The Shepherd is calling from the Gate. Flocks of sheep from white, speckled and small, hear the sound. One by one they follow the path before them. The sound of His song rally’s in their bellies. The road that each sheep follows is narrow and faithful. Promises are upon this path and beyond it’s gates. The way for the herds extends beyond the sight of man. Only the Shepherd knows His sheep and can see from afar. When one sheep is lost among the fields and is weeping for His Keeper. The Shepherd swiftly runs to His young. The Shepherd lifts the young and carry into the gate of shelter. Not one shall perish when they call on the Shepherd. The Shepherds call. Hear the sound. He’s calling from the gate.
