“What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness, and go after the one which is lost until he finds it?
And when he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he comes home, he calls together his friends and neighbors, saying to them, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep which was lost!’
I say to you that likewise there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine [b]just persons who need no repentance.
When you speak of a Hero, we think of people who do selfless acts of heroism. Many folks who fit into this category say, ‘I was in the right place at the right time.’
The firefighters of 9/11 and the police officers who had no knowledge the Twin
Towers were going to self-destruct in the face of unheard-of odds climbed the stairways to save as many lives as they could.
Not knowing the cost of their decisions that would cost them their lives. The armed forces of the United States stand guard 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.
If we didn’t have these forces, our nation’s enemies would plummet this nation and terrorize its people. I would say these are heroes.
The medical professionals who
have dedicated their lives to
your health, unseen heroes
who day after day stand guard
for the health of this nation.
We honor the working class;
the spirit of America lives in our hearts. I heard Donald Trump the other day say he was
going to make New York great again, and he said only a New Yorker could save it.
I feel the hands of hell that’s on our nation’s throat, wanting to kill this great nation, this
awesome people. The land I love “is mine and your home.” The Shepherd of Luke 15 leaves the sheep in the wilderness “noticing not a fenced area,”
not a walled area, but an area made safe by the shepherd, a place he knows where the lion
isn’t, a place the bear will not travel.
But David said to Saul, “Your servant used to keep his father’s sheep, and when a lion or a bear came and took a lamb out of the flock, I went out after it and struck it, and delivered the lamb from its mouth; and when it arose against me, I caught it by its beard, and struck and killed it. Your servant has killed both lion and bear; and this uncircumcised Philistine will be like one of them, seeing he has defied the armies
of the living God.”
He doesn’t hunt deer, lions, or bears but rather what’s
closest to his heart: sheep.
My Jesus has charged my heart today to leave the ninety-and-nine and hunt sheep. The Holy Ghost is looking upon us right this moment; he sees where you are. I know you thought no one would ever come or care about you; maybe this morning the lion
has you in his mouth and your demise is an inevitable, unavoidable danger.
The lion has waited for you, and you walked right into the trap. One time you loved God, but now you pull into the liquor store instead of the grocery store. One time his presence you lived in, now you are separated from God.
It’s easy to hear people say ‘start again,’ but it’s not that easy; you’re in the mouth of the lion or that bear. I’m here to tell you today Jesus has left the ninety-and-nine; he’s coming for you. He knows where you are; Jesus has initiated the start over, and he’s looking for you. “Don’t move another muscle;
stop.” He never left you.
Where can I go from Your Spirit? Or where can I flee from Your presence?
If I ascend into heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there.
If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, And Your right hand shall hold me.
If I say, “Surely the darkness shall fall on me,”
Even the night shall be light about me; Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You, But
the night shines as the day;
The darkness and the light are both alike to You. It’s not that his presence ever leaves us; he can’t leave us; he fills every square inch of this world, but
rather we leave him.
I saw last week in Prayer a lamb who had lost hope, a lamb who lost its fight; my Jesus went
to the cross, he took your place; it was you whom hell has come for, but all hell found was
Jesus. Hell forgets Jesus is the hunter of the sheep; he doesn’t love one but all of God’s sheep.
Then Jesus entered and passed through Jericho. Now behold, there was a man named Zacchaeus who was a chief tax collector, and he was rich. And he sought to see who Jesus was, but could not because of the crowd, for he was of short stature.
So he ran ahead and climbed up into a sycamore tree to see Him, for He was going to pass that way. And when Jesus came to the place, He looked up and saw him, and said to him,
“Zacchaeus, make haste and come down, for today I must stay at your house.” So he made haste and came down, and received Him joyfully. But when they saw it, they all complained, saying, “He has gone to be a guest with a man who is a sinner.”
Then Zacchaeus stood and said to the Lord, “Look, Lord, I give half of my goods to the poor;
and if I have taken anything from anyone by false accusation, I restore fourfold.”
And Jesus said to him, “Today salvation has come to this house, because he also is a son
of Abraham; for the Son of Man has come to seek and to save that which was lost.”
I can hear Zacchaeus, tell his friends, ‘You will not believe what happened to me today;
Jesus came to my house.’
Zacchaeus told how he was lost and was on his way to a devil’s hell, but Jesus my hero
came to his house, and he was saved and healed.
Jesus the sheep hunter came for Mary Magdalene; he cast out seven demons; she became one of his most faithful sheep.
“And certain women who had been healed of evil spirits and infirmities—Mary called Magdalene, out of whom had come seven demons, and Joanna the wife of Chuza, Herod’s steward, and Susanna, and many others who provided for Him from their substance.”
Jesus is here today; he’s here today for you; it’s your last day in the mouth of the devil; Jesus has found you. No one is throw away.
Jesus my hero saved me too; he found me in the mouth of the lion too.
There’s no shadow You won’t light up. Mountain You won’t climb up. Coming after me. There’s no wall You
won’t kick down. No lie You won’t tear down. Coming after me.