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Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
I once read that the valley of the shadow of death was a reference to when a shepherd would bring his flock through a narrow valley. There, predators would hide in the shadows of rocks and trees, using the narrow terrain to their advantage when they launched an attack on the flock.
Whether or not this is true, the valley here represents danger. Metaphysically, valleys represent low moments in consciousness, just like mountains represent high moments of enlightenment. We all have these low moments, and while they are going on, we feel quite vulnerable to forces real and imagined that threaten to harm us or rob us of something important.
At such times, we would do well to affirm with the Psalmist, I do not fear this negative appearance. God is my protector, my refuge, my guide. Then, we stand firm knowing the cenforce potenzmittel kaufen divine outworking of visible good is imminent, and we stand in this knowledge even when we see movement in the shadows. We affirm strength, steadfastness, and courage to keep moving forward.
Shadows do strange things. The gentlest person can put a flashlight to their chin, causing shadows that make them look sinister. Move the flashlight ever so slightly and the shadows, along with their negative effect, disappear.
There will be valleys, and there will be mountaintop experiences. It’s important for us to remind ourselves that God is present in them all. The 23rd Psalm is an excellent reminder of this truth. The slightest movement of our thought toward God refreshes our faith, reassures us that life is good, and that the thing you fear today is on its way out. There is peace, even in your valley of the shadow of death, and it is waiting for you now.
I love Psalm 23. I employed it as a visual transition for funeral congregations shifting from talking about the deceased to sharing in the crossover moment. This is as near as most of us get to a guided transition. I have a hunch that our fear of death is basically our fear of the unknown. As the shadows flow over us we discover the unchanging center that knows us and is known by us as it holds us fast, or gently guides us through the dark valleys.