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Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd,

I shall not be in want.

He makes me lie down in gree pastures,

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 comfort,

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

for the days of my life,

and I will dwell in the house of the LORD

forever


What Love Is
Optional,
hoots the hedonist.
Sex, drugs, food, drink—
Livin’ da vida loca.
That’s way more exciting.
Unfashionable,
snorts the cynic.
Just look at the hedonist—
Look at the world.
That’s what’s in fashion.
Non-existent,
cries the victim of abuse.
A prison of pain and hate—
That’s my world.
Fantasy,
thinks the teenager.
Pimples, fat problems, rejection—
That’s what’s real.
Liberating,
unselfish,
kind,
patient,
trusting,
hopeful
persevering,
says the Lord of all creation.
That’s what true love is.
Come to me, my wounded children.
I am Love,
I am Eternity,
and never will I leave you,
never will I forsake you.
Come to me.