God, my shepherd! I don’t need a thing. You have bedded me down in lush meadows, you find me quiet pools to drink from. True to your word, you let me catch my breath and send me in the right direction. Even when the way goes through Death Valley, I’m not afraid when you walk at my side. Your trusty shepherd’s crook makes me feel secure. You serve me a six-course dinner right in front of my enemies.
You revive my drooping head; my cup brims with blessing. Your beauty and love chase after me every day of my life. I’m back home in the house of God for the rest of my life. Psalm 23 MSG
David recognized the Great Shepherd because he was a shepherd. He new how to approach His throne with no needs, just worship and praise.
I can just see him laying down in the meadow at night surrounded by sheep, looking up at the stars, overwhelmed by thoughts of God. Even when danger surrounded him, David felt safe because the Shepherd walked and talked with him each and everyday.
Like David, I’ve been alone and lonely, but I found Him right there, at the edge of the pit of despair. Like David, I’ve focused on the blessings instead of the heartbreak. His hand outstretched to lift me up and point me in the right direction. I don’t do it every time, but I’m learning that direction of travel.
God always reminds me that there is nothing I could ever do to keep Him from loving me. That boggles my mind. Such grace! Such mercy! How could I not bring Him my worship? How could I not fall face down at His feet and just say, “Thank You!”
I’m not afraid when You walk by my side.