He amazes me, my Shepherd.
At the time this Psalm was written there was no one then or now that imagined God as their shepherd who – for His own name’s sake, not because of the goodness of His people – wields the tools of a shepherd in their defense.
Religion, all of it, has it that mankind does not have a God whose mercy endures our wrong doing, who cleanses us at His own expense, who suffers in place that which we brought on ourselves. The enemies of kindness do not even test His almighty strength.
This Shepherd – God is “mighty to save” those who turn to Him for aid.
Lack becomes the illusion to one whose mind is stayed on Mighty Shepherd: “I shall not lack,” the Psalm reads. When we embrace the conclusion that lack may be permanent, we violate the promise of God. He is our resting place. He will never forsake His own even as “His own” are never able to walk perfectly in His perfect path. We are to “follow after holiness;” we, the sheep of His pasture. (Hebrews 12:14).
He “makes me” to lie down in green pastures. He “Leads me” beside still waters, He – there – refreshes me and restores me bringing me again to His scarred side. The scars on the hands and side of Jesus tell the story – they are scars belonging to me because I was astray; but, taken by Him for me. He is my Shepherd and I love Him and, wonder of wonders, He loves me. I can not want when I am at His side.
So a believer “clings” or “hides” or “leans” on His Rock which is greater than I – and far greater than any foe of his well being even as he views the valley of the shadow of death. “I will fear no evil; for You, LORD, are with me.
You promised, and that is good enough, but you assure and remind me. You even anoint my days with a gladness which comes only from above and can only be known by your own – by those whose trust is in you –who have opened their hearts to you and asked you to come to them.
“My cup overflows;” David wrote. Yes, there is a Fountain – God is that Fountain. Mercy abounds with Him. Kindness is in His every motion – even in judgment He remembers mercy.
He follows me. “Goodness and mercy shall follow me all they days of my life.” Following me He cleanses my back, fills in the gaps of my failed goodness. The Shepherd leads me, follows me, and will soon meet me face to face.
He has destined that we be “Join-heirs with Jesus” – and that forever. The suffering within this life (is real) but not to be compared to the joy which abounds in and with Him. (Romans 8:17-18). He has indeed never left or forsaken me as He promised. (Hebrews 13:5)
“His rod and His staff,” do I see it? “They comfort me.” He comforts me as none other can do, and those who bring me to Him, who refresh my faith in Him, who remind me or introduce to me more of Him –are the Christians He has destined to remain for a season in this world.
“The Lord is my Shepherd.” For the joy that was set before Him, He endured the cross at Calvary.
No other message, certainly no religious thought, offers this blessed assurance: Jesus is mine, I am His, and He is the Mighty LORD over all. I will and do “Hide in the hollow of His hand;” but I will and do now, tell of Him wherever I go.
His rod and His staff, yes, they comfort me; but oh how they discomfort those who are enemies to “His will that none should perish, His will that all should find out who He really is and what He is like. (2 Peter 3:9)
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