“And other sheep I have which are not of this fold: them also I must bring, and they shall hear my voice: and there shall be one fold and one shepherd.”
While his eye was on the Jews his heart was on the Gentiles too. He is a shepherd who is not content with the ninety and nine, but when he counts the flock over and knows there ought to be a hundred, his heart begins to care for the lost one, and he folds the ninety and nine, and lets them rest; but, as for himself, he gets away upon the mountain’s bleak side, that he may find the lost one.
Ah, my Lord, thou art a good shepherd, indeed—a much better shepherd than any among thy church—or thy workers—are. We often forget the wandering ones. We get a church together; perhaps the building full; and we have too little missionary enterprise to look after the masses that are in ignorance.
We see England bathed in the light of the gospel, and feel but little zeal for sending the Word to the distant heathen lands. It ought not so to be. It is not so with Christ, for if he hath an elect one, be he where he may, he knows him, and his eye is on him, and he must bring him in. I wonder whether there is some one here to-night that he must bring in.
You did not think when you came in to the Tabernacle that Christ was seeking you, but, perhaps, my Lord Jesus has bought you with his precious blood, and his Father gave you to him from before the foundations of the world, and perhaps he brought you here that you may know this, and come to him to-night.
Thus saith the Lord, “I have loved thee with an everlasting love; therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.” Come, poor wanderer: come to the Good Shepherd’s feet, and lay thyself down all helpless and forlorn; he will put thee on his shoulders, and carry thee back rejoicing.
Is he not a good shepherd, giving life, sustaining life, defending life, knowing life, teaching life to know him, and going after poor wanderers to bring them to himself? That is Christ’s claim.
C. H. Spurgeon, “‘Whose Goodness Faileth Never,’”