For He is our God and we are the sheep of His pasture, the flock under His care. Psalm 95:7
I have always loved this Psalm. It starts off with a command to come before Yahweh our Maker. Pure and simple. The Psalmist reminds us of many attributes of God and then again invites us to come, but this time to come and bow. An act of submission. It is this next part, stated above, that has me thinking. Jesus called Himself the Great Shepherd (John 10:14). Those who know Him are His sheep. The most wandering of all animals, the one that needs a caregiver. Have you ever noticed that it's the sheep that need a shepherd? I've never heard of a chicken-herd, a cat-herd (which would NEVER happen) or a horse-herd. God spoke well when He called us sheep. We need His care. His love, His anointing oil, His leading, His guidance. So, when I say I am under His care, I am under the best Physician's care ever. He knows what I need, what treatment I need and even what my prognosis is. So when people ask me about doctors and treatment plans, I can honestly say, I'm under God's care. It doesn't matter really the in's and out's of this affliction as long as I remember Whose care I'm really under. And when it is all said and done, it is for His glory and my good. I'd much rather have that than anything else. Bottom line.