4 Even when I walk
through the darkest valley,
I will not be afraid,
for you are close beside me.
Your rod and your staff
protect and comfort me.
Psalm 23:4
Dear God, when I saw that this verse was Sister Miriam’s focus in Restore: A Guided Lent Journal for Prayer and Meditation, I immediately thought of the poem by Sally Fisher called “Here in the Psalm” that was a reinterpretation of the 23rd Psalm. Here is the part that corresponds with verse 4:
and though some valleys
are very chilly there is a long
rod that prods me so I
direct my hooves
the right way
I’ve been sick in bed the last couple of days, and I’ve found myself watching some reaction videos for the Clint Eastwood movie Unforgiven. It’s a brutal tale, but Eastwood wrote, directed, and produced it to de-glorify violence. There is violence in the movie, but Eastwood makes you feel it. He makes you feel each death and how it impacts the murderer. During the movie, people are scared. Clint Eastwood’s whole life is a lifeless valley with no hope. At one point, he is sick and starts hallucinating. He says he saw the Angel of Death. He is, in fact, “unforgiven.” Thinking about it now, every person in the movie is desperate and hopeless. No one isn’t afraid.
Of course, I don’t live a life like that. Few do nowadays. I guess maybe people like that were the minority back then as well. I’m grateful to not have had to live in one, long, seemingly endless valley. But I know there are people in today’s world who do. I think of the people in Israel and Gaza. The people in Ukraine. Sudan. All over the world. There is no hope. There is no dream of things getting better. Just desperation.
Wow, Father. I don’t know where I’m going with this except to use it to lead me to pray for those in your world who are desperate. Whether they live in my community and are victims of extreme poverty, addiction, domestic violence, etc. Or whether they are in a country or situation where their persecution is limitless. I pray for those souls. I don’t have the answer for them. I don’t have the answer for their tormentors–the “unforgiven.” I’m just 1 7-billionth of this world, sitting in a bed right now recovering from a cold. But while their lives are seemingly cheap to this world, I know that every single one of the 7 billion souls on this planet currently living are precious to you. I pray that your Spirit will move over all of the land and sea. I pray that you will touch lives, rescue, comfort, prod, correct, and move. Oh, Father, please move.
I pray this in Jesus and with your Holy Spirit,
Amen