I took this picture, early morning from across the Tungabhadra river. The air was cold and I could still hear the crickets and the frogs from along the water edge.
The water was cold all around, and I couldn’t help but wonder what a million years of creation would have been like !
Shadows of the famed civilization of the Vijaynagara Empire that once stood on the banks of this famous river could still be seen in the fading morning light, and I wish it would come back all over again….
“The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.”
If you live long enough, sooner or later you will work for a terrible boss. I don’t know what your pet peeves are, but these two bother me the most: a boss who thinks he or she is too important to be bothered with the likes of me, or one who deems me so incompetent that my every move must be monitored and measured.
Today’s verse was written during a time when the gods people worshiped were either distant and detached or frantically orchestrating the events of life. They were moody, arrogant, and conniving—always looking out for themselves.
But here, the writer gives us a different picture of God—the one true God. He calls him our shepherd. A shepherd is neither distant nor controlling, neither indifferent nor smothering. Yet he is very present.
God demonstrates care for us by leading, protecting, and providing. He is aware of our needs and hurts and is responsible for our welfare. With a shepherd like that, what more could we want?