Today I am continuing my journey of Finding Peace in Psalm 23 with my friend Kerri over at A Simple Princess. Last week, we discussed the first part of vs. 2,
He makes me lie down in green pastures, (Psalm 23:2a)
I am so thankful that My Shepherd leads me to places of peaceful and quiet rest, so that my mind, body and spirit can be refueled. The second part of this verse speaks of the place of quiet waters — cool, refreshing and peaceful streams where I can draw strength for my weary heart.
he leads me beside quiet waters, (Psalm 23:2b)
Refuel and Refresh.
When I read verse two in it’s entirety, I automatically take a deep sigh. This is the place where I long to be — surrounded by the lush, green meadow, resting in the shade of His presence, entering into His rest, and drawing strength from the quiet river where He leads me to drink.
When I was a child, I was never much for the beach. Oh, I loved to camp out on the sand, where it was safe, or so I thought. There was something about the water that I feared. It seemed peaceful and calm in the moment, but I no sooner got in and the waves would begin to come and my body was no longer in control of where I went in the water. I simply had to surrender, leaning into the waves and allow them to carry me.
My Shepherd leads me beside still and quiet waters. It’s easy to drink from the river of His delight when the water is calm. Have you ever tried to drink a glass of water quickly as you were running out the door? It doesn’t work very well. I either manger to miss my mouth, or the water goes down the wrong way and I choke.
They feast on the abundance of your house, and you give them drink from the river of your delights. (Psalm 36:8)
In it’s entirety, verse 2 speaks of the refueling of my spirit man and the refreshing of my soul. I first must learn to rest. To be still in His presence. To embrace the peace which My Shepherd gives to me. Then, I must learn to drink. There is a river of refreshing which flows in the place of peace and rest. I have been in a season of learning to be still. There are still times when I find myself choking on the water that He gives to me. Life is busy, rushed. I must slow down. There are times for the rushing river as well in my life. But I love the quiet times, when I can slow down and drink Him in deeply.
In times of weariness, it’s so important that I learn to be still and drink from the rivers of of His delight.