When my head hits the pillow, the following thoughts cross my mind as I say the 23rd Psalm. Sometimes I’m soothed to slumber before I finish. One night I was so caught up in the awesome reality of knowing the Lord is my Shepherd that I didn’t continue.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want -- WOW!
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: -- NEEDS MET.
He leadeth me beside the still waters -- PEACE.
He restoreth my soul -- GRACE.
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake – THE WAY OF TRUTH.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me -- PEACE WITH CANCER AND A LIFE-THREATENING SURGERY.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies -- HE HAS MY BACK.
Thou anointest my head with oil, my cup runneth over -- JOY UNSPEAKABLE.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. SECURITY -- HOPE.
