The Caregiver

I woke up this morning with the 23rd Psalm on my mind. Only it was a very personal version, an answer to some inward struggles that  I have been dealing with... fears that  still grip me at times, that have roots from my childhood. But they are things I am willing to face, because I know the truth will set me free and will take me one step further on the road to wholeness.

I decided to share this morning's early inspiration, in hopes that it will speak to you as deeply as it did me.

Psalm 23

The Lord is my caregiver, so everything I need is supplied.

He makes me rest and be quiet so that my soul can be replenished.

He leads me in a good direction so my life brings Him glory.

Even when times are hard and I can’t see through the darkness, I don’t have to be afraid, because He is there to comfort me. He pours his love and grace on me when I am struggling or misunderstood, and it fills me to overflowing.

His goodness and mercy will be the shadow that follows me wherever I go, and I will always live in His presence.