I’ve said the 23rd Psalm countless times but last night, for the first time, a new thought and a new image – a smiling shepherd.
Every time I have said that Psalm and reflected on the Psalm I’ve thought of the shepherd’s calm and his peace and his comfort. Last night, for some reason – perhaps God put it in my brain, a new image – the shepherd smiling at his sheep; the shepherd’s joy and love.
I am changed by that image.