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P r ay e r Admit your fears to God.

The Lord Is I started reciting Psalm 23 while waiting for takeoff. I thought deeply on it. The Lord— Stop there. Who is the Lord? He’s my creator, the almighty one. The Lord is— OK, stop. He IS. He’s the ever-existing one. He IS with you now. Got it. The Lord is my— Yes, he’s yours. He belongs to you, lives in you. He loves it that you belong to him. Cool. The Lord is my shepherd— Stop. David suggests that the almighty God wants to reach down, as it were, and take you—a slow-witted, smelly little sheep—in his arms? Wow. I shall not be in want. Exactly. You have everything you need: ticket, seat


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