The Lord is my Shepherd.

God’s leading me.  He is not pushing/shoving/driving me.  He is leading and yet at the same time, He’s got my back.

I shall not want.

He takes care of every need, every want.  And if He hasn’t given me what I want, it’s possible I need to change my want to match His want because I don’t really want it as much as I think I do.

He makes me lie down in green pastures.

The grass is always greener on His side.  In the times I am running around, freaking out, anxiously pulling my hair out,  calling everyone who will listen to my sad story, trying to gain insight, He is calling me to rest.  To stop.  To ponder His goodness.  To not be lazy but to enjoy this life!  He brings life!  And the more I listen to Him, the better I will feel.

He leads me beside still waters.

There He goes, leading me again.  He is not taking me into the chaotic, confusing waters-for He is not the author of confusion.  He is leading me to still waters, restful waters, refreshing waters.  To drink.  To be satisfied in His generosity.

He restores my soul.

When we try to restore ourselves, all we get is a frustrating mess.  But when He restores, He goes straight to the soul, the mind, the will, the emotions, the memories, the pain.  He sands away the crud, the old paint, the junk-to reveal beauty and restore the original design.

He leads me in the paths of righteousness for His name’s sake.

Leading me again, on His paths.  Not pushing down the roads of legalism/anger/insanity but leading down paths of righteousness/light/life/goodness/blessing.  His way truly is best and each brick of the path is stamped with His names.  Peace, Joy, Laughter, Warrior, Healer, Contender, Lover, Shelter, Strength, Almighty, Omniscient, Omnipresent, The One who sees, the One who will give justice, Father of the orphan and Husband of the widow.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

What?! I was enjoying the water, the pasture.  What the hell am I in hell for?  I didn’t ask for this pain!  We were having a grand ol’ time weren’t we?  Where did you go?  I thought you were my peace, my joy, my shelter, etc!  The valley?  Did I do something wrong?  You mean this is part of life, part of living in this sinful land?

I will fear no evil; For You are with me.

Oh! There you are!  I see you!  There is lots of evil, pain, suffering, confusion, chaos, craziness, poverty, limping, struggling, cursing, yelling, tears, weeping, crying, but I SEE YOU!!!  I can see you!  And because I can see you, I am not afraid!  I am not afraid of the one who can kill the body but can’t touch the rest of me.

Your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

Your rod:  You are taking down my enemies named Fear, Doubt, Hatred, Lust, Laziness, Greed, Confusion, Jealousy, one by one.  Your staff:  You are still my shepherd, even in this crazy valley, leading me out, onward, forward!

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

You bet I am going to feast!  Just because the enemies are around, calling me names, cursing me, angry, I am still going to eat!  I am going to eat your peace, your joy, your healing, your faithfulness, your truth, your wisdom, your love.  I have a table full of the freshest, loveliest food and I ain’t stopping til I have eaten it all!  You are the best Chef I know—I don’t care who is watching, it’s time for dinner!

You anoint my head with oil.

I am more than enough for any situation because of your strength and grace overflowing in my life.  I can do this!  I was made for this!  For such a time as this was I called and I am able to meet the challenge.

My cup runs over.

The cup ain’t half full and it ain’t half empty.  It’s running over.  The floodgates of heaven are open and pouring down and as long as I don’t move my cup, it runs over, and over, and over, and over and over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life;

I follow Him and blessing/mercy/goodness/peace/joy chase after me.  I chase him and they chase me and around and around the mulberry bush we go…seeing who can catch the other first.

And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

I love the Church  I love being the church with great people.  Are they perfect?  Oh heck no. And I am not either.  So, we do life together, growing.  If I have a problem, I pray it through.  If I gotta talk to someone, I do.  With love.  With compassion.  With tact.  With respect.  FOREVER.  HOORAY!

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