“My sheep listen to my voice, and I know them …”
“I know them.”
It’s funny … wouldn’t you expect the Lord to have said, “My sheep listen to my voice and they know me”?
That would be
parallelism. That would be equivalent. That would speak of our recognition of
the Good Shepherd, just as the first part of the verse emphasizes it. We know his
voice, and we know him.
But it’s not that.
Shepherd Care
I was listening to
a podcast recently, and the speaker recounted his experience of meeting an
elderly shepherd. The man was totally uneducated. Not only could he not read or
write, he had not even learned numbers.
That’s right: he
was a shepherd who couldn’t even count. Think about that.
But the podcaster
spoke with awe of how that same shepherd could tell at one glance where all his
many sheep were, and if one was missing or out of sight. He could tell without
counting … simply by knowing his sheep.
Numbers
Some years ago
there was a vogue for church expansion. And one book I recall reading was
actually titled More People. Its
thesis was that the church had been too skeptical of empirical data about how
many people were crossing the threshold of the church building, and ought to be
more enthusiastic about numerical success. God loves churches with more people
in them, was the idea. Numbers count.
There’s a lot
that could be said about this, of course: that numbers do not indicate health,
spiritual maturity, faithfulness or truth; that popularity is often a sign of
compromise with the world and capitulation to fads, trends and religious
entertainments — to say nothing of false teaching, which is also often
popular; that at no time in history has it been the majority that has been
faithful to God; that a church that asks nothing by way of sacrifice and caters
to the flesh is more likely to be superficially popular than one that stands in
the midst of persecution and adheres to a gospel that demands repentance …
and so on. But let that be.
For the moment,
what matters more is this: to number people is not the same as to know them.
Knowing Your Own
I spent many
years as a teacher. One of the first tasks I undertook at the start of
each new semester was to learn the identities of my students. I made every effort to
know at least the first name of each one by the end of the first couple of
classes. It was key. Not only was it necessary for purposes of class
management, but it also profoundly changed the dynamics between me and my
students. For me, it made it possible to start tailoring a teaching strategy to
each child, and to tie particular facts to particular people.
But the biggest
change was in them. They very quickly became manageable, personable and
sociable with me. The minute they realized I knew their names, they knew I was
regarding them as individuals — not as members of a herd. It was my
way of communicating to them, “I see you. I know you now.” Their attitude
to my class changed profoundly, immediately. They became particular people in
my class, not a mere class of people. And at the end of the year, they told me
that the thing they appreciated most about how I had treated them was how quickly
I had learned their names.
Being Known
The Lord knows
his sheep. I wonder if he ever even bothers to think of what the raw
number of them is. He did promise Abraham more
of them than humans could count. He knows everything, so he must. But I suspect
that, like the shepherd at the beginning of this post, he just knows each of
them so very well that he is never, even for one second, unaware of them as
individuals. Indeed, did not the
Lord tell us that no one of them could possibly ever be out of his
attention, even for a second, or even in a matter of the tiniest concern?
A good shepherd
knows his sheep. And our Lord is the very best of shepherds.
Knowing Him Knowing You
He knows you. Never,
for one second, does he ever forget you. And he never has to think of you as
merely a number, or worse, as one-of-a-number. To the Lord, you are always the
individual he knows would be missing if anything ever were to happen to you. And
it is against this that he is ever watchful. He never
loses one.
To be known like
that … to be loved like that. How much greater that is than if we could
only say we know him. For yes, we do know him …
But how much more
immeasurably important is it that he knows us!
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