The Proud Sheep
Once, a very intelligent, but undisciplined sheep began
to feel very important and to think that it was better
than the others.
It began to revolt against the shearing. It was
humiliating to cut off its wool from time to time. It
was cold and it did not like those huge scissors.
It considered only the losses it suffered, forgetting
that it was well fed and well cared for by its
So, bitter, it turned to God.
- Father, I am not satisfied with my coat. Shearing is a
torment. Modify me, Lord!
The Father, responding kindly, said to it:
- What do you want, my son?
As it was very conceited, the lamb replied:
- I want my wool to be all gold!
And so it happened. The lamb became all gold! But as
soon as the proud animal showed itself full of precious
hair, several ambitious people attacked it unmercifully.
They yanked it violently out of it, leaving it aching
The unhappy, unsatisfied, ran to the Creator and begged:
- Father, change me again! I cannot have gold wool. It
would always find thieves without compassion.
The Creator asked:
- What do you want me to do?
The sheep, with mania of greatness, asked:
- I want my wool to be made of exquisite porcelain.
Then, the sheep had its wool turned into porcelain.
As soon as it returned to the valley, there was a great
gust of wind in the sky. The fine porcelain threads did
not resist the force of the winds and they broke,
forming pieces that cut its skin.
Afflicted, it complained again:
- Father, renew me! ... The porcelain does not withstand
the wind ... I am all wounded!
- What do you want me to do? - Said the LORD.
The lamb did not even think and said:
- Not to provoke thieves, nor to hurt me with broken
china, I want my wool to be made of honey.
The Creator satisfied its request again. The wool of the
lamb became the purest of honey. But as soon as the
sheep went out to walk, flocks of flies covered it, and
no matter how far it ran, it could not get rid of the
unpleasant insects that fed on its sweet honey strands.
The sheep, already weary, returned to God, begging:
- Father, modify me ... Honey did not work!
Again the Lord asked:
- What do you want me to do?
This time, the sheep thought longer. It needed something
that would value it, without causing it any trouble.
Finally, it replied:
- I would be happier if my wool were from lettuce
Attending, once more, it returned happily to the plain,
in the capricious illusion of being special and better
than other animals. But when some horses saw the lamb,
it did not get better luck than the other times. They
clutched it with its teeth and ate, uncared for, all its
delicious wool of green leaves, gnawing at its body.
The lamb ran toward the Lord. It was wounded and
bleeding. The Kind Father, realizing that it had
sincerely repented, observed:
- Revive yourself, my son! What are you asking now?
Sad and sorrowful, the lamb blew out, weeping:
- Father, I cannot stand it! I want to be a common lamb
again, as I always have been. I do not intend to be
superior to my brothers.
- I want to be simple and useful, as the Lord has done
to me! Today I know that my shearers are my friends.
They never left me wounded and they always gave me to
drink and to eat.
The Creator smiled, kindly, blessed it tenderly and
- Go back and go your way in peace. You have finally
understood that my designs are just. Each creature is
placed, by my Law, in its proper place and, if it
intends to receive, learn to give.
Then the sheep, ashamed, but satisfied, went back to the
valley, mingled with the others, and thereafter it was
Adaptation of the story "The Sheep Revolted" from the
collection "The Life Speaks", written by Neio Lucio,
psychographed by Chico Xavier.
Larissa Martine - email@example.com