My Sheep Hear My Voice

My Sheep Hear My Voice

When my son, who is now 25, was a baby, there was one particular little song that my Dear Husband or I could sing to him, and it never failed to calm him. (I haven't tried it recently... HA!) It seemed that even at his fussiest moments, we could start singing "My sheep hear My voice, and I know them and they follow me..." and he would stop wriggling and crying and focus on the music. One evening in the city park, we mentioned that to friends, and they said, "Show us." Sure enough, after I had sung it through a time or two, our baby boy settled into my arms and watched my face.

As I contemplated this painting, I wanted to represent, in an abstract way, that idea of following the Shepherd. The painting feels to me like a cold and treacherous mountainous area, with peaks, cliffs, and waterfalls. I wanted to express that although the 'landscape' of life may seem cold and treacherous, I can be calm and comforted by following the voice of my Shepherd - Jesus Christ.  


9" x 12" painted with the finest quality heavy-body acrylic paint on acid-free, heavy weight Fabriano watercolor paper

Ready to frame 

That idea of following has been on my mind since yesterday. This morning when I read from Jeremiah, one verse in particular stuck out to me. It seemed to bring my heart quiet and comfort in the middle of a chaotic chapter. Jeremiah 3:15 “Then I will give you shepherds after My own heart, who will feed you on knowledge and understanding." I suppose it is the idea of the voice of the Shepherd, again, leading through difficult times with tenderness, knowledge and understanding that caught my attention. Just like with our baby boy, my heart was caught and my eyes turned to my Father's face to listen to His voice. 

John 10:27-28 "My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me; and I give eternal life to them, and they will never perish; and no one will snatch them out of My hand."