English: Lost sheep on farm track. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Hey person, you don’t have to tell me a Bible story. I’m still full from that banquet story last week. I think I’ll roll over and take a nap.
What? The next story talks about Jesus eating?
I’m on my way.
I bet if I hung out near him under the table he’d hand me some scraps.
I’m listening now.
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The tax collectors and “sinners” were all gathering around to hear Jesus. But the Pharisees and teachers of the law muttered, “This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.”
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Do you think Jesus would welcome a perfect dog to eat with him too?
Not some other dog – I mean me!
I am too a perfect dog.
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Then Jesus told them this parable: “Supposed one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them.”
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Lost sheep? I’m on it!
Here I go! The perfect sheep dog to the rescue!
What do you mean, I’m not a sheep dog?
Well, I’ve got some blogging buddies who are. I’m sure they’d come and help me.
Okay, I’ll listen.
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Jesus said, “Does he not leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it?”
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I could stay and guard those ninety-nine sheep that are left.
I’d be the most perfect guard dog.
What do you mean, I’m not a perfect listener?
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Jesus continued, “And when he finds the lost sheep, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home.”
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Okay, the sheep are all home now. It must be time for a perfect break.
Oooh! That must mean it’s snack time.
I’m listening! I’m listening!
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Jesus went on with the story, “Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’”
“I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent.”
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Rejoicing in heaven?
That sounds like a real party.
I wonder what kind of treats they serve at parties in heaven.
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