He restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for His Name’s sake. Psalm 23:3, TLV
Psalm 23 is one of the most beloved of the 150 psalms. It is read at both Christian and Jewish funerals. It is recited in hospital rooms and scary alleys. And because of those frequent recitations, we may not always meditate on the intricacies and layers of revelation contained therein. When we do, reciting those words will carry even more beauty and comfort.
He restores my soul.
There have been recent sudden deaths within our fellowship circle. Our family has lost a family member too soon. Death does damage to the soul — even when we are confident we will see them again in heaven. These loved ones were part of us. How we plan holidays and birthdays and other celebrations have changed.
When my father died suddenly twenty-four years ago, I couldn’t imagine living in a world without him in it. The world would be a better place if he were still here, but life has gone on, and it is a good life.
Divorce is very similar to death — it is a kind of death of a commitment and all that entails. Even the death of a dream — a dream we’ve held put for, for years.
It’s like standing on the edge of a precipice and seeing the canyon of grief below us. Wondering how we’ll ever move forward.
But, this is where our Heavenly Father comes in. To guide us to still waters, to lie in green pastures. He whispers His promise, “I will restore your soul. It won’t be the same. Even still, goodness and mercy will follow you all the days of your life. And, one day, I will bring you home to Me.”
We’re never alone.
As children of the most High God, we never walk the valley of the shadow of death alone. Never.
These are beautiful promises we can hold dear. We can remind ourselves and others that although our soul feels depleted and bereft now, He will restore our soul.
