Sara heard now a cry on the wind. It was a frantic desperate drawn out baa-ing sound.
Furious with herself for not bringing a torch, she pushed her body to take her on further.
She found her uncle. He was seated staring down into a hole in the ground. The hole was about two metres deep and one metre in diameter. Wind and heavy rain had eroded a small bank and gouged out where once there probably had been a massive tree root.
Al ‘s arms tightly held a frantic ewe.
‘Shh my love’ He cooed. ‘We’ll try, but your little one is a bit beyond our reach. We’ll get help but it may take several hours. Shh1 my lovely; We will do our best.’
Below a very small white animal cried occasionally with a drawn- out baa-ing, mewing sound.
Sara standing beside her uncle spoke.
‘I’ll go and get her.’ She said.
‘No, love it’s too dangerous. You may fall and you won’t be able to get out again.’
He gently grabbed her arm.
‘I know I have to try.’ Sara patted his hand and unclasped his fingers. ‘I have to try.’
Tears streamed down her face and a fire of desperate longing to help consumed her.
God in Heaven, please hear my cry. I need Your Strength. My own is useless. Please help me. I want to be as a shepherd to save the life of this helpless little lamb. Please help me. In Jesus Name. a-men.
Her intention was to glide into the hole but there was no foot or hand hold and, as she moved to the edge........,
She FELL in.
She picked up the tiny lamb, before she crashed to the bottom.
Her legs twisted unnaturally beneath her body.
‘Oh Sara! ‘ Al sounded terrified... ‘I’ll go for help!’
Her voice was unnaturally loud but calm. (he later wrote in a letter.)
‘No Uncle! BE AT PEACE! – ALL IS WELL!’
Shepherd of my life and soul, I need You now like I never have before.
A MIRACLE OF GRACE OCCURRED.
Supernatural Strength flooded Sara’s whole body.
With the lamb cradled in her arms she felt her legs unravel.
To her surprise, she was propelled out the top of the hole, at speed. She landed gently beside her stunned Uncle and the desperate ewe.
The ewe and her tiny offspring were reunited, in a moment of purest JOY.
Sara and Al lay sprawled on the ground as waves of rolling laughter ministered like a river of Grace over them both.
Later, an old man and an almost paralysed younger woman made the slow journey back to the hut. The ewe and her baby trotted beside them.
A temporary repair ensured no members of the flock could escape again from the corral. (that night).