We had a sister from the St. Paul de Chartres order speak at the end of mass. There's a retirement village with nursing complex not far from our place, and it just happens the sisters are all Vietnamese (whoops - apology - for years I've assumed they were Chinese but recently found out they are Vietnamese!) with one Australian novice (I think). They also provide the music at mass once a month.
The homily itself was about sheep and shepherds, mostly the sheep (us).
As an aside the image of sheep and shepherd in a middle eastern context is rather foreign to us, and Australia used to "ride on the sheeps back" in yesteryear when wool was our main export. But sheep runs here have thousands of sheep, not a handful.
I heard a joke years ago on this topic.
A hobby farmer had ten sheep and he needed to get them shorn. So he rang
Hot Gun Shearing Company for a quote.
"No problem" said the voice at the other end. "Two thousand and it's fifteen dollars a head; five thousand at twelve dollars a head; ten thousand and it drops to ten dollars a head!"
"I've got ten" said the hobby farmer.
"Ten thousand?" said the voice, "No worries - what's your address?"
"No, no, no ... ten sheep!"
"Ten?" asked the shearer?
"Yes".
There was silence for a moment. Then the shearer asked in a deadpan voice "Can I have their names please?"
