Friday, July 17, 2026
FORCED TO REST
Ps 23
23 The Lord
is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he
leadeth me beside the still waters.
3 He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths
of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy
staff they comfort me.
5 Thou preparest a table before me in the presence
of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the
days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
Only one Hebrew word is needed to translate the entire phrase “he
maketh me to lie down.” That word is rabats
which means “to crouch (on all four legs folded, like a recumbent animal); by
implication, to recline, repose, to brood.” One dictionary definition of the word “brood” is
“to think or worry persistently or moodily about something.” Ah, yes! I have
been known to brood.
Poem: I
NEEDED THE QUIET
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside,
Into the shadows where we could confide.
Away from the bustle where all the day long
I hurried and worried when active and strong.
I needed the quiet though at first I rebelled,
But gently, so gently, my cross He upheld,
And whispered so sweetly of spiritual things.
Though weakened in body, my spirit took wings
To heights never dreamed of when active and gay.
He loved me so greatly He drew me away.
I needed the quiet. No prison my bed,
But a beautiful valley of blessings instead –
A place to grow richer in Jesus to hide.
I needed the quiet, so He drew me aside.
Alice Hansche Mortenson
Dear Lord, I am familiar with
chaos and weariness. Help me to know your rest. AMEN