A Poem a Sunday

Easter IV – B

April 22, 2018

Good Shepherd

Sunday

Psalm 23 - Now

(For Penny L. – Grand-dog)

God is my Master.

I will not be abused.

She walks me

in forest preserves.

She slakes my thirst

with cool waters.

God adopts me

and leads me

on safe pathways.

Even if I enter

the waste ridden alleys

I am unafraid

for God is with me.

God’s leash and reach

remain my comfort.

God prepares my daily dish

in front of those

who would hurt me.

God baths me with lavish love.

Compassion and kindness

flow over me every single day

and I will live

in my Master’s house

forever.

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