I have never shepherded sheep, but for ten years I had the job of keeping up with Frankie (as well as taking care of two other dogs and a cat). So Frankie and her tendency to run came to mind when reading the parable of the Lost Sheep.
Today marks one year since I had to say goodbye to Frankie. She had a very aggressive form of cancer. That meant she wasn’t sick for very long and the “right” decision was very apparent.
It seemed right to tell the story of Frankie’s last great escape that resulted in me running after her through the neighbor yelling.
This sermon was from the readings for the 14th Sunday after Pentecost (9/15/19). The recording is of the third iteration of this sermon offered at Samford University, September 18, 2019.
Notoriously Episcopalian 