In Jesus’ day,
shepherds were thought of as
shady, disreputable, untrustworthy, irreligious, but not good. A shepherd was sneaky, shifty, and
likely a thief. Shepherds
were despised by religious leaders, since living out in the hills, they were
unable to wash regularly and observe the ceremonial and dietary laws. Shepherds were not eligible for
judicial office. They were not
permitted to be a witness in a court because they were so untrustworthy. They were not allowed to enter the
temple.
For Jesus to say, “I am
the good shepherd” sounded strange, like a contradiction or oxymoron. Imagine someone today saying "I am the good thief," or "I am the good drug dealer." Maybe Jesus identified with shepherds
because He too was scorned by the establishment. Jesus knew what it was like to be despised, to have people
watch you with squinty, suspicious eyes.
Somehow it seems only fitting that the first visitors to see
the Lamb of God were shepherds.
They hustle to the stable and are first in line to touch the hem of
heaven. God communicated first to
the shepherds in the fields. Not
the pure and holy, not the high and mighty, not the Bethlehem ministerial
association, but the sneaky, low-life shepherds. I guess God sees the good in the worst of us and the bad in
the best of us. I guess we should
think twice before we look down our noses at present-day shepherds.
Shepherds were the first to hear the Good News of the birth
of God’s Son. Shepherds were the
first to visit and honor the baby Jesus in the stable with Mary and
Joseph. If God could allow
scoundrels like shepherds in the presence of his Son, I guess there’s hope for
people like you and me.
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