Jesus Christ -- Biography; Palestine -- Social life and customs; Syria -- Social life and customs
Of all the shepherds I have known or have known about in my native
land, the commanding figure of one--Yusuf Balua'--rises most
prominently before me. I never want to forget old Yusuf. He was over
sixty when I first knew him. He was every inch a shepherd, having
known no other vocation in all his life. I knew that elemental man in
the "lowlands," where I spent two winters with my father, who was
called thither to erect several farmhouses for the lord of the land.
Yusuf, as he himself expressed it, "revered" my father; therefore, I
{306} was always welcome to visit Yusuf at his cave in the rocky gorge,
and to roam with him and his flock whenever my duties as my father's
helper permitted.
The flocks are kept in the "lowlands" until after the "time of birth,"
which comes in March; then they are led up into the mountains. It was
during that blessed time of birth, and while with Yusuf, that I first
beheld the original of that infinitely tender picture which is drawn in
the fortieth chapter of Isaiah, the eleventh verse, and which is also
Christ's most appealing picture. "He shall feed his flock like a
shepherd," says the prophet; "he shall gather the lambs with his arm,
and carry them in his bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with
young." The text is very effectively improved by the marginal note
which says, "and shall gently lead those that _give suck_." It was
that which Yusuf Balua' was doing once when I happened to be with him.
His roughly hewn figure stands now before me, with three newly born
lambs held close to his bosom, and their {307} wilted heads resting on
his massive arm. He walked gently before the anxious, slowly moving
mothers, which came close behind him, emitting low, humming sounds,
through which Nature poured out her compassionate heart.
"Let me carry one of them," I begged Yusuf. "No, my boy, not the
helpless ones," answered the tender friend. "They need the shepherd's
care now. Besides, the mothers don't know you and they would fear."
But they knew _his_ voice and followed him!
Oh, if we will but know and trust and follow our heavenly Shepherd, as
the sheep trust and follow theirs!
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