The Lord is
my Shepherd
“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me to lie down
in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters, He restores my
soul. He leads me in the paths of righteousness for HIS Name's
sake. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for YOU are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort
me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies: YOU
anoint my head with oil my cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me All the days of my life And I will dwell in the house of the Lord
forever" Ps. 23
Whenever I
read this Psalm I think about my childhood life growing up on the farm.
This verse was such comfort and so seemed to relate so fully to my life I
was living on earth. I even had a baby lamb named Nora that would follow
me everywhere I went. She would go for walks with me and I felt like when
I directed her if she would go off the path, that my rod and staff comforted
her. The pasture was lush and green and the horses and cows and sheep
would be grazing all day long with fat bellies and lie down in the green
pastures.
I would go to
that place often. I would always stop at the top of the meadow and look
down and across as the wind would blow across the wheat grass. There were
apple trees that we could just eat fresh apples. Our gardens would be full
of fresh veggies that we would go out and eat right from the plant. We
would take pea pods and dip them in buttermilk dressing; rhubarb and dip
it in sugar; green beans that were delicious. For hours my sisters
and brothers and I would play hide n seek at dusk in the corn
fields. I would think of this scripture and how my cup runs over.
Grandma and
Grandpa and my Uncle and Aunt and cousins lived next door. Down the
street further was another Uncle. The street was named after our last
name as my Grandfather built many of the houses on the street. My sister and
I would spend hours lying on the grass and looking up at the clouds to see what
they were shaped like. We would think we saw dogs, elephants, houses,
faces, etc. in the clouds. It seemed like a heaven to me.
I would go up
on the old hill where the big tire swing was on the old oak tree and sing songs
to God for hours I would just make up song after song thanking HIM. I
would sing to HIM and thank HIM and Praise HIM for the beauty I was staring
at, and for my Mother and Father and 6 siblings. I loved that life.
I knew the Lord was my shepherd and I shall not want".
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