Scarlet Robe Creations

Silent night, interrupted by the bleat of the sheep, the heavy breathing of a shepherd, the howl of a wolf in the distance. Holy night, ministered to by men unlearned, the scourge of those whose hypocrisy lifts them above the herd. Silent night, when darkness gives way to light, and those who have never unrolled a sacred scroll, listen. Holy night, illuminated by the word, blest by a promise fulfilled, announced to those who tend sheep. copyright 2025 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author https://www.goodreads.com

Fra Angelico - Christ the Judge "Come," He says, and the sheep who have clothed, fed, and given drink, will question the reward. "Come," He says. "When I was hungry, thirsty, and naked, you saw to my needs." And the sheep shall come before the throne. "But what of us?" Ask those on the left. "When did we stand before you? When did we withhold food and drink from you?" "Leave me," He says. "When did you do any of this for a stranger, or a prisoner? When did you do any of this for one less fortunate? For I am the wretched in your midst. I am the hungry. I thirst. I stand before you now, and ask. When?" copyright 2025 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

Isn't that the way it is with sheep. They know their shepherd. They will follow no other. Their shepherd's voice is a familiar song. He sings and they dance. The shepherd guides them to water and food. Starvation and thirst would be a reality if not for the shepherd. He leads them to safety, to shelter, where the wolf is frightened to go. Isn't that the way it is with sheep. The world sets its fangs on their flesh, and the weak are most oblivious to the dangers. Still, the shepherd protects. He lies prone in the doorway and gives his sheep peace. copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

We wait for the Shepherd to return,                         The Good Shepherd. The man without investment, who is paid the task, flees from the flock when danger is sensed. He closes his door and stamps on the doctrine preached. We wait for the Shepherd to return,                     The Good Shepherd. The flock is scattered by the wolf. The world has come to the doorstep to devour the weak. The saviors of man are not of God, their hands do not bleed. We wait for the Shepherd to return,                     The Good Shepherd. copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

With one heart we offer You our bread and our wine. We seek to dine at Your table with those who have sought and found.   We are the sheep who have wandered in darkness. We have glimpsed the light and decided to walk into its radiance.   With one heart we take what You offer, knowing we can never return the gift. We have found that pearl, that one pearl of great value, and have sold all our possession to hold it in our hands.  copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author  

They try to define You as their own, but none have that right. They color You in every shade but that which You really are. They give You human morals when ours are so flawed. And they hang You in buildings which speak more to their achievements than Yours. The shepherds have gone to sleep and left the sheep alone in the wilderness.   copyright 2021 Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author