Shepherd of My Soul
There were seasons when fear became so familiar that I almost mistook it for wisdom. I learned how to expect disappointment before joy could arrive. I learned how to brace myself for loss before peace ever had a chance to settle into my spirit. My heart wandered through valleys of uncertainty, searching for safety in places that could never truly protect me. Yet through every darkened road and every sleepless night, one truth remained unshaken above the noise of my worries. The Lord is my Shepherd. Not a distant observer. Not a silent presence watching from afar. He is my Shepherd, walking ahead of me into every unknown place before I ever arrive there. There is comfort in knowing that I do not travel through life alone. Before my feet touch the valley floor, His feet have already walked it. Before fear ever whispers its threats into my mind, His voice has already spoken peace over my future. I used to think I had to carry the burden of protecting myself from every possible hurt. I be...
