Christ the King

Art: Garden of Eden, artist unknown

The daughter
Of a king
Is a princess
But the wife
Of a king
Is a queen

Rev 19:7-9

“Let us be glad and rejoice, and give honour to him: for the marriage of the Lamb is come, and his wife hath made herself ready…Blessed are they which are called unto the marriage supper of the Lamb.”

Genesis 3:20

“And Adam called his wife’s name Eve; because she was the mother of all living.”

Lamb of God

All my life

The Bible has been

A presence in my home


First as a child

We had a huge KJV

And although I could not read

I loved looking at the pictures

And I loved hearing the stories

My Dad told us


Then my grandparents

Gave me my own Bible as a gift

When I was 16

And I vowed to read it before I died

And 17 years later

I finished it


So all my life

The lamb he gave me to feed

I fed him the word of God

Until he ate it all up

And was full


Then did my lord

Come for his lamb


The lamb is my flock

The one he put in my care


St. John 21:15

“…He said unto him, Feed my lambs.”


Lamb of God

Now Jesus is the good shepherd. 

He leaves his entire flock to find one lost sheep. 

We can see this two ways: 


The shepherd leaves his flock to find the lost sheep.

He is gone for what seems like forever. 

He finally finds the lost sheep. 

He picks him up and turns around to go home,

And there is his entire flock,

Those who followed him,

Those who were looking for him. 


Or we can say,

He left his entire flock to find the lost sheep,

But luckily for him,

When he opened the gate,

He found the lamb was just outside the gate,

And he brought him into the fold. 

Who then was lost? 

None were lost. 


But the question remains,

Are we the lost lamb—

The one who struck out on his own,

Jesus Christ–the shepherd who follows him to find him,

Or the flock that followed Jesus Christ? 


There are those who come before Christ,

Those who follow,

And those who walk with him through time. 

We are all these.


The nursery rhyme holds true:


“Mary had a little lamb

Its fleece was white as snow

And everywhere that Mary went

The lamb was sure to go.


It followed her to school one day

Which was against the rules.

It made the children laugh and play

To see a lamb at school.


And so the teacher turned it out

But still it lingered near

And waited patiently about

Till Mary did appear


Why does the lamb love Mary so?

The eager children cry

Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know

The teacher did reply.”