The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness
for his name's sake.
Even though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil,
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff,
they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies.
You anoint my head with oil;
my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and love will follow me
all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the house of the LORD
To how many people has recitation of Psalm 23 given the weary rest, given the distracted peace, given the sinner restoration, given the fearful hope, given the sick comfort, or given the stranger a home?
Amelia surprised me this morning as she recited Psalm 23 from memory (they have been memorizing at school). It was meaningful as Amelia's Dad to hear her recite such a long text from memory. She spoke sometimes with cadence, sometimes rushed, sometimes decelerating as her memory caught-up, sometimes mispronouncing words, and sometimes omitting a phrase.
I don't know if Amelia understand all of Psalm 23. Yet, I do know God has now written His word in Amelia's heart...where no one can take it away.