Five Minute Friday: Lessons from my dearly departed {belong}

Five Minute Friday

This is my post for Five Minute Friday. The prompt is belong.

As a child my family moved from Grand Forks North Dakota to Franklin Tennessee amidst the summer heat of segregation it was 1971. In what felt like a weekend we moved from house to house. In what felt like a weekend we moved from home to home. Our destination was to be our home in Rantoul Il, or so we all thought. Our destination was to be the house my parents owned on Kessler Drive, or so we all thought. But when our Father speaks, his sheep they do all hear his voice. All of his sheep hear his voice. But my dear departed Daddy was more than a single sheep who expectantly listened for the voice of God. My dearly departed Daddy was a sheep who listened and responded to the voice of God. My dearly departed Daddy was a sheep who listened and responded to the whisper in the wind. He listened and responded to the voice of God because he belonged to the shepherd. He belonged to the Great shepherd. The black rambler was rolling along on the road to Rantoul when the red trailer that Daddy built suddenly stood still. Daddy opened and closed the black rambler door with a stoney look one could not ignore. There was not a verbal damage report to what is now my dearly departed Mother, just some more silent communication of the couple who lived as one. The question is not do you belong to another. The question is do you belong to the one.

Do you belong to the great shepherd?

Now may the God of peace, who brought up from the dead our Lord Jesus–the great Shepherd of the sheep–with the blood of the everlasting covenant. Hebrews 13:20