Fear never shuts its mouth. It prowls. Restlessly moving about in search of prey.
And more will be taken between evil’s teeth today.
Our peace rests on this pivotal question, Is the Lord my shepherd? There’s no bigger question we’ll ever answer. We needn’t waste our precious head asking, What shall I eat? What shall I wear? Satan loves when we worry ourselves there.
When the Lord is our shepherd He feeds, leads, clothes, comforts, restores our soul. And even if we have to pass through the very shadow of death today— our Shepherd’s goodness and mercy knows the way.
“For You are with me.”
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