Thursday morning, the ESL Bible class is the most favorite time for me in a week. Five years ago, when I was diagnosed with breast cancer and stopped working, I thought that my days might be numbered, and if so, I wanted to know God, whom I would meet soon, better. So, I decided to join the class, and that was a truly right decision I have made.
“Ask and it will be given to you, seek and you will find, knock and the door will be opened to you, ” (Matthew 7:7)
That was true. The Bible has revealed who God is as though it were rushing spring water, and God has drawn me closer and closer to Him since I had a desire to get to know Him.
In yesterday’s class, we studied my favorite Psalm 23.
The poem written by King David, who used to be a shepherd, considering himself as a sheep of the Great Shepherd, has comforted me over and over whenever I was overwhelmed with sadness, depression, or fear.
“ The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.”
As David said that he would not need to worry about anything because he belonged to the Great Shepherd, I am under the care of the same Shepherd as David’s.
“He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters. “
My Great Shepherd provides me what I need and lets my weary heart rest.
“He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake. “
He comforts me and encourages me. He leads me to the right direction because He cares; He is the Great Shepherd.
“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 staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;”
Even when I fear death, He is with me pouring out so much love.
“You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
And I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”
As David declared, I may also declare the same: Because the Shepherd never leaves His eyes from us, even when we suffer from illness, loss of someone we love, fear of going broke, or feel like in a dark endless tunnel without light.
As though The Great Shepherd had held me, who ran into his strong arms, each time I cried out, He surely has wiped my tears.
May the poem continually touch many people bringing comfort, hope, and encouragement just as it has done so for millions of people for three thousand years!