The twenty-third Psalm starts like this: “The Lord is my shepherd.” And it was J. Hudson Taylor who so skillfully summed it up this way: “Not was, not may be, nor will be. The Lord is my shepherd. Is on Sunday, is on Monday and is through every day of the week. Is in January, is in December, and is every month of the year. Is at home, is in China, is in peace, and is in war.”
As each day dawns, the headlines scream of gloom and doom. Whether it’s the state of the economy, a bomb scare at an airport, or the threat of another terrorist attack, the news is consistently bad. We are warned to be diligent and alert. To be prepared for the worst. To approach life with caution.
It would be easy to live in constant fear, but I don’t. My faith in God steadies me, offering me comfort and strength when nothing else can. Call me crazy if you will, but I am not afraid of the future. No matter what happens, I'm not afraid. If I live, or if I die, I'm not afraid. No matter what tomorrow brings, I'm not afraid, because nothing can destroy the soul. Nothing can separate me from God. Of that, I am certain.
The Lord is my shepherd. And that is why I can face tomorrow, unafraid.
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