A piece about trusting a quiet guiding presence—whether you name it God, faith, conscience, or purpose—while moving through a dangerous, morally complex world.
Simply expressing:
Live kindly.
Create honestly.
Walk forward even when the debt feels impossible.
You are not alone, even when control feels invisible.
Title.
The Shepherd.
(A lone voice whispers)
There's a shepherd I know. He follows me everywhere I go.
Come rain, wind, or snow.
He whispers:
Go show the world. Sing your soul's very song. Be kind and compassionate, and I will always follow along.
And so it is as this I give.
While I pause in green pastures to restore my soul beneath the still waters of my goal.
To reach Heaven beyond the shadows of death when I have paid life's unpayable debt.
To get my feet wet in rivers of righteousness and forgiveness as the shepherd is with me.
A voice that comforts and guides.
As time flies by while he protects my soul and prays to deliver me, perhaps like you, from evil and Sheol.
And those invisible principalities in control.
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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