I've spent so much time focused on trying to be one of the sheep of God's pasture. Worrying that otherwise I would be a wolf.
And I have done things that could be seen as wolflike.
When finally admitting it to God, I also badgered: where is Jesus in this scenario? He's supposed to be the shepherd! Why hadn't he protected his sheep from being attacked?
And through the chains of thought that followed, I then realized that wolves are not the only kind of besides sheep.