Listening to my Shepherd’s voice

One winter day, I came home from school and didn’t feel very good. My head was hurting, and I was achy and tired. My mom took my temperature and found that I had a fever. My parents have different ways of helping me when I’m not feeling well, because my dad is a Christian Scientist and my mom isn’t. But they always work together to take care of me.

My dad called me into the den and sat down with me on our big green couch. We started to pray. After a minute, my dad began to sing me a hymn with words by Mary Baker Eddy called “ ‘Feed My Sheep.’ ” It’s my favorite hymn, and it begins like this: 

Shepherd, show me how to go
     O’er the hillside steep,
How to gather, how to sow,—
     How to feed Thy sheep;
I will listen for Thy voice,
     Lest my footsteps stray;
I will follow and rejoice
     All the rugged way.
(Christian Science Hymnal, No. 306)