How Psalm 23 is wrecking my life.

He is 6 and memorizing Psalm 23. He is working so hard. Each night he labors over these verses. I heard them 100 times (at least!). Honestly, the words have lost their meaning to me. To this mom, it has become more about getting it memorized than connecting with God.

He recites, ".....He restores my soul..."

I began to think, "that's what I need. A full restoration."

He continues, "...surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life."

Then it hits me with shame; I do not believe this to be true.

How many times do I want to change this verse to say,

"surely comfort and security"


"surely approval and recognition,"

Goodness and love is what we are promised.  Tomorrow is uncertain. Security is fleeting, but a God who restores, who comforts, who protects, who loves. This is what I cling to today.