In His Pastures

If the Lord is my shepherd - and a good one at that - why do I go looking for other pastures? Do I think He is not enough? My heart is so easily led astray. Like the lost sheep, I find myself on the hills of sin and valleys of death so often, far from the care of my Good Shepherd who loves me. So faithfully though does He seek and find me still. So graciously does He bring me back into the pastures where I belong. Today, may I find my rest where I am placed. Remove from me, Lord, all discontentment. My soul is satisfied only when it is with thee.