Not a butcher but a shepherdess!

For those who have been down to Guatemala, you know that I want to be a shepherdess.  For those of you who read my blog the other day, you know I do NOT want to be a butcher.

Well, yesterday afternoon, I was sitting on my porch and drinking a Dr. Pepper in the sun.  The weather was just right to have one........very warm and sunny.

As I was enjoying the afternoon, I heard my two shepherdess ladies pass by my house with their flock.  I remembered some medicine that I brought back from The States for the oldest lady since she has problems with her knees.  I ran inside to get the medicine and then went into the field across the street to give it to her.

In the meantime, one of the baby lambs had fallen down and could not stand up.  They told me that he was dehydrated since the sun was so hot today and the fields are dry.  She carried it over to wall that provided just a couple of feet of shade.

I went back to my house to get the lamb some water and stopped by the store to get two bottles of water for the ladies.

When I got back, she had made a pillow for it's head with the cloth that they carry on their back.  She gently put water in it's mouth and dampened it's face.  She talked to him the whole time.  If she stopped talking to him, he became restless. He was gasping but at least was swallowing the water.

I sat with them for a few minutes and then finally returned back to my house. I looked for them today but did not find them.  I am sure I will see them in a few days and see what happened with the lamb.

I know there are a lot of references in the Bible about shepherds and sheep.  These ladies have about 25 sheep in their flock but when this one lamb was sick, they did not think about any of the others.  This one, was the most important at the time.  The sheep knew the lady's voice.  When she stopped talking to him, he became restless.  He was aware that she was caring for him. I felt bad for the lamb but also sad for the ladies.

Yes, I could be a shepherdess!