The Fearful 23rd
How might many people really feel about God?The Lord is my taskmaster; I have barely enough. He keeps me from the places I want to go. He leads me outside my comfort zone. He exhausts my soul. He leads me in strict paths, just to make himself look good. When I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will be terrified of every kind of evil, for thou has left me all alone. Thy rod and thy staff, they frighten me. Thou preparest bitter medicine for me in the presence of my friends. Thou fillest my head with demands; my cup is nearly empty. Surely fear and loss will pursue me till I die, and I will be forgotten forever.