imageI love the 23rd Psalm. It’s probably the most famous of the 155 recorded Psalms. It’s often read at funerals. But I have read it (and memorized it) for difficult times. Especially the part that says, “though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,” the operative word being, “walk.” We all have valleys. Life is a compilation of the valleys we fall into and the summits we climb to. A few years ago, I went through a dark valley. Desperate for some kind of hope, I returned to the reliable 23rd Psalm. I noticed that it said “walk.” And that was my hope. We walk through the valley…we don’t live there. We walk through the valley…we don’t retire there. We walk through the valley…we don’t settle for it. The valley is a passage, a superhighway, linking one mountain (victory) to another mountain (victory). I don’t know where you are, but you do. And if you are in any kind of circumstantial valley, take heart…you’re only passing through.

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