The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. I have read this line my whole life, and this week I finally heard the tense of it. Not "I did not want," looking back, and not "I will not want," someday — but present, standing, today.
A shepherd does not explain the route to the sheep. He just walks ahead of them, and the flock learns his pace. Most of my worry is a demand for the route. The psalm answers with a person instead of a map.
So this morning I am practicing the smaller sentence hiding inside the verse: I shall not want. Not because everything is settled, but because Someone is ahead of me on the path — and the still waters were never mine to find. They were his to lead me to.
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