Returning the Lamb

Several years ago my wife, Susan, and I had the opportunity to tour the New Zealand Christchurch Mission with President and Sister Melvin Tagg.
President Tagg suggested as part of the mission tour we include a preparation day and take a bus trip to see the beautiful Milford Sound.
Part of the trip involved stopping at several beautiful scenic sites along the way.
At one of those stops, as we walked back to the bus, I became curious about a group of passengers standing in a circle on the road taking photographs.
As I peered over the people, I saw in the circle a frightened little baby lamb on wobbly legs.
It appeared to be no more than a few hours old.
I have seen a lot of sheep in my life since my father-in-law was in the sheep business.
Consequently, I had no interest in taking a photograph of a solitary lamb, so I boarded the bus and waited.

After all the passengers finally boarded the bus, the driver picked up the frightened little lamb in his arms, held it tenderly against his chest, and brought it on the bus.
He sat down, closed the door, picked up his microphone, and said to us: "Undoubtedly a band of sheep has gone through here this morning, and this little lamb has strayed.
Perhaps if we take it with us, we might find the band of sheep farther up the road and return this baby lamb to its mother."

We drove through several kilometers of beautiful meadow of tall, flowing grass.
Sure enough, there in the meadow was a band of sheep feeding.
The bus driver stopped the bus and excused himself.
We all thought he would put the lamb down on the side of the road and come back, but he didn't.
With the lamb in his arms, he carefully and quietly walked out through the grass toward the band of sheep.
When he got as close as he could without disturbing them, he gently put the lamb down and then remained in the field to make sure the baby lamb returned to the fold.

As he returned to the bus, he once again picked up his microphone and said, "Oh, can't you hear that mother sheep saying, 'Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you for bringing my lost lamb back home to me!'"

Ben. B. Banks -"Feed My Sheep"  -October 1999 General Conference

Until you next see these words;
I'll be watching the leaves.
Enjoy the day!

-Sarnic Dirchi

The Dream

I dreamt I was trying to pull blood out of my arm -above the elbow. -with a needle and things and I was having difficulty in doing so.

-S.N.D