Like sheep without a shepherd near,
we wander lost. We tend to fear.
We stress and worry or we fight
with others in our way.

We grieve a war quite far from home
and consequences yet unknown.
Inflation rates, gas prices, too.
And how the market trends.

The short supply of baby food
affects the way our world is viewed.
As do the senseless shooting sprees
in grocery stores and church.

And COVID still won’t go away.
We mask and vax and boost and pray
and yet the virus undermines
our plans and way of life.

We’re sheep in need of being told
there’s hope beyond our gateless fold.
That Someone longs to calm our fears
and fill our empty faith.