The Psalm of the Shepherd
I find myself with a tender heart, not soft like a grandmother’s hug but soft and pliable as uncalloused feet – prone to blisters and thorns. Ouch! That hurts. When I feel the sting of a briar in my heart, I have found great comfort in seeking the balm of the Shepherd found in Psalm 23. Join me in praying the Psalm below. The Psalm of the Shepherd God is my Shepherd. God guides, shields, meets my needs. God encourages me to lie down in lush pasture - nourishing me. God leads me beside still and quiet waters. I am still and at peace, I’m refreshed and restored. I’ve been called by God’s name. Even though I might walk in sunless, shadow-filled valleys, full of the threat of death - even then, I don’t have to be afraid. God’s rod and staff protect and guide, comfort and console. God sets a table with a feast in the midst of this valley even when my troubles, suffering, and anxieties,...