by Elizabeth de Barros
A shepherd led his flock to the edge of a cliff. As they gathered, the sheep saw they could go no farther without falling into the sea below.
How will we cross? There must be another way!
Perhaps the shepherd will carry us!
But the shepherd stood still and waited.
A while later, the sheep began to grow restless and weary of waiting. One by one, each turned and walked away from the edge of the cliff and wandered off.
Only a single sheep remained, close to the shepherd. Bending low, the shepherd tenderly drew near, and with both hands gently pried open its mouth to examine inside.
Finding the sheep to be in good health, the shepherd stood up, the sheep at his side. He turned and together they walked away from the edge of the cliff.