Even when I am walking through the darkest valley…through despair…through depression…through death itself…even in these times…you make me lie down in green pastures. You lead me beside quiet waters. The dark valley of death and the green pastures and quiet water exist simultaneously.
(Insert your trial here) is not the be-all, end-all in life. Living in the joy of my salvation is. Being carried by my Shepherd through the valley of the shadow of death is. While being carried, I can realistically describe this deathly dark valley as green pastures and tranquil waters. Because that is the […]