“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.” He is our high tower, our fortress and our song, and strength.
He is our beginning, our ending and the author and finisher of our faith, the lifter of our heads and the restorer of our souls.
“He shall feed his flock like a shepherd: he shall gather the lambs with his arm, and carry them in his bosom, and shall gently lead those that are with young.” Isaiah 40:11
“He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.” Rest for our weary souls and peace from this world and the troubles thereof, giving us rest from our burdens to feed in the green fields and grassy meadows of his holy garden to nurture us, grow us, and revive us.
His voice we know and a stranger we would never follow. Leading us gently by the soft flow of his rivers, the storms calmed by his hand, where we may drink and be filled and never thirst again, taking some in hope that it will may from us to others who have also become parched.
“He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his names sake.” Transforming the tangled, tattered messes of our lives into oneness with him.
He carefully re-fires all the broken pieces into a new vessel.
Gently leading us as his children, in the ways of holiness, teaching us the way our feet should go that we may bring honor to his name.
“Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for though art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.”
That ever looming shadow that we all live under, this life
is the shadow of the valley of death, this life and the ever awareness of it’s preciousness, his right hand embracing us, his left hand lifting up our heads in defiance to those who would have us shamed.
His rod to chase our enemies away and his staff to gently pull us back when we get a little too close to those ledges.
THE KNOWLEDGE OF JEHOVAH GOD, OUR CREATOR, ever walking by our side, never to leave us or forsake us. His title of JEHOVAH-NISSI is his war banner and it waves over us and his banner is love.
And in this we take comfort, even in the shadow of death,
“For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.” Full assurance that in come what may, the gates of hell will never, ever prevail.
“Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; thou anoinest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.” Jesus loves to do this, just when the enemy thinks he has one of God’s children, God laughs as if to say “I don’t think so..” when we feel completely surrounded and that all hope seems lost, that is when God comes shining through,
as praise to his holy name, a name which is above every name in heaven and in earth, the only name by which men are saved, as praise comes, his very name becomes as a healing ointment poured forth, he anoints our heads with fresh oil, a renewing in our spirit and minds and we feast on fruits from his table and the enemy watches, forbidden by the Lord to interfere, as our cup of joy is overran.
“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.”
His ways are before us and his mercy, kindness, and protection follow us, and we will live and reign forever with him in his kingdom, world without end!
The most powerful force in the universe, the word of God, let your soul rest in him and in his promises and he will lead you through the low valleys, over the rough mountains and help you fight the giants, even when it is so dark you can barely see what it is that you fight, and lead you into his presence.
“Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken unto thy voice: cause me to hear it. Make haste, my beloved….”
08/10/2015: *** AUTHORS NOTE: PLEASE BE AWARE THAT IF YOU ARE VIEWING THIS ON ANY SITE OTHER THAN MY PERSONAL SITE IT HAS BEEN REPUBLISHED WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! FINAL WORD, JESUS CHRIST IS LORD! THE GATES OF HELL SHALL NEVER PREVAIL AND ONLY A FOOL SAYS IN HIS HEART THAT THERE IS NO GOD!
Original Post: 08/15/2014 with a special nod to my friend who is fighting a battle. All rights reserved. Rev. Nina BrownJohnson 2015