Feed my lambs

I often like to daydream about scripture, I like to imagine what it would feel like to mingle with the disciples as they were led by Jesus. I’ve been travelling through John’s gospel, and if you could have a favourite this would be mine. 

Coming to the end of John’s Gospel we see the disciples out fishing in a boat. As I read I wonder if they were thinking about the other times Jesus had come to them in a boat. I imagine the memories that they would share and how they must miss his daily company. I think about how they must have felt pulling up the empty net time and time again through the night. 

I often think about that initial hit of disappointment when something doesn’t turn out the way you want it to, I myself feel that slump, but quickly after is a cry out to Jesus. Did the disciples feel the same as they pulled up that empty net? Did they all feel the emptiness of Jesus not physically being there, did they cry out to him in their prayers?

At dawn, breaking through the darkness, suddenly Jesus was there, watching over their frustration, giving guidance and as they followed a full net of fish was provided. Imagine their joy!!! They knew it was Jesus without even asking because he brought them that relief, that hope, that comfort only he can bring.

Simon Peter does what I would have done, got dressed, scrambled over the side of the boat and jumped in the water swimming to the shore, leading with his heart not his head. Soon we see the disciples are sharing food with Jesus, his gift to us to remember him by. A dawn fish beach BBQ with Jesus sounds great to me!

Yesterday my husband took our children and I to his friend’s farm. We walked about the misty hills of Saddleworth feeding his sheep and lambs, it was such a privilege and his friend is a great shepherd. I watched as he picked up lambs who had wandered away, and I smiled as they trotted towards us ready for their feed. It was lovely to be shepherds for a few hours and after all the children were tucked up into bed, and I was just about to go to sleep I remembered this passage: 

When they had finished eating, Jesus said to Simon Peter, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?’
‘Yes, Lord,’ he said, ‘you know that I love you.’
Jesus said, ‘Feed my lambs.’ 
Again Jesus said, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me?’
He answered, ‘Yes, Lord, you know that I love you.’
Jesus said, ‘Take care of my sheep.’ 
The third time he said to him, ‘Simon son of John, do you love me?’
Peter was hurt because Jesus asked him the third time, ‘Do you love me?’ 
He said, ‘Lord, you know all things; you know that I love you.’
Jesus said, ‘Feed my sheep. 
John 21:15-17

I love how scripture and life can overlap without consciously realising. Jesus is with us even if we at first don’t recognise him, his guidance can fill our lives like the disciple’s full fishing net. If we stop and we listen, his calling is there for all of us to hear. 


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