I hardly know what to write without making myself feel unduly vulnerable in print.

So I’ll just say I’ve been feeling down lately.

Then this morning I’m reminded that the Shepherd knows His sheep by name.

“To him the porter openeth; and the sheep hear his voice: and he calleth his own sheep by name, and leadeth them out” (John 10:3).

That clicks for me emotionally.

Sure, the truths in this verse have their significant spiritual dimensions.

But the need it speaks to at this time is emotional.

And I am grateful.

I hope I become restful too.