Knowing I had to spend all of Sunday driving to Strasbourg, I went to Mass on Saturday in the quiet Wolds village of Hainton.
After the ten-hour drive, I arrived at the evening Mass in the mighty cathedral of Strasbourg, the nave soaring up a hundred feet but the message was the same.
In biblical times, the shepherd led from the front. I thought of the boy shepherds I had seen the week before in the high rocky pastures of Jordan, leading a few scraggly sheep.
“I tell you most solemnly, I am the gate of the sheepfold.” (John 10:1-10)