Psalm 23

Lent 4 – Year A

Psalm 23

So often this Psalm is used quietly, as if we were blindly searching around with our hands to find the boundaries of the space we are in. Sometimes the quiet is meditation and these days a first time someone may hear it is in a funeral service.

Sometimes it feels as if we are limping home on a wing, a prayer, and the 23rd Psalm.

This time around I have found it helpful to shout it at the top of my lungs as an affirmation or a challenge to the junk in the world that is too much with me, encroaching upon my time and space and hope.

Would you care to join me in loudly sharing this Psalm? I'll be listening and if you listen carefully you may yet hear echoes of my cry.

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If, though, loud is not your thing, you may want to try this devotional.