My Psalm 23: A Poem

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In a Bible study I’m part of we practice putting scripture in our own words in order to better understand what the Bible says. I love doing this and once did it with Psalm 23. Here is my version of Psalm 23.

My Psalm 23
Lord, You are my leader and guide.
I will follow you.
You lead me to abudance in life 
and refreshment for my soul.
You restore my soul, which You created. 
You lead me on the path of what's right and good.
I may walk through scarry and dark times,
yet I don't have to fear anything.
You are with me.
You will protect me and that comforts me.
You prepare a wonderfull feast for me
and even though my enemies may be around
who cares?
You bless me and call me your own.
I overflow with Your blessings and love.
As I follow You Your goodness and Your mercy follow me.
Forever Your love will be with me
and I will love and live with You,
Forever.
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To The Beach

by tiffanymy creative self, short stories, Stand Alone Short StoriesPosted on No Comments

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I took a walk today to give myself time to think. I walked down to  the beach, thinking inspiration will find me with my feet in the sand. Yet, even before I stood on the shore I was reminded of my mind and a muse came whispering in my ear. He said, “feel your feet on the rough ground below. The asphalt hurts the soles of your feet, right?” Yes, the road below me was rough and hard to walk on without any shoes being worn. Still, I walked on knowing that the rough road would make the soft sand feel that much better.

I got to the stairs that led to my destination of cooling sand on this wonderfully peaceful evening to find that the night had long-held claim over the steps. The darkness of this alley way was caused by the two homes that blocked any moonlight or street light from entering. Still I felt the each step on my way down knowing that once I turned the corner there would light once more.

Now, at the bottom with my feet in the sand and my eyes taking in the romantic moonlight, the ocean breeze blew cold. For a moment I thought it was too cold, but when my ears opened they heard the breeze creating a melody with the ocean’s waves crashing on the shore and the distant wind chimes singing like bells, I knew that no cold would be too much for this beauty. The breeze then felt fine and reminded me that my body was still hot from the workout at the gym. The wind became a comfort not a burden, calming me instead of shutting my senses down.

I walked along the dark shore keeping my senses aware but my mind was thinking. It realized that although the road was rough relief came. Although times were dark,I light was found around a corner. Finally, my mind realized that although it may seem like the wind is cold if you change your perspective something that seems like a burden can be a comfort.