Daddy would sit in his chair by the picture window on Saturday evenings, and we would read the Sunday School lesson. He would help me memorize a Bible verse each week. I remember standing in front of him, gazing out at the setting sun, saying verses.
My brother, sister and I learned the 23rd Psalm from the time we were small. I am thankful to be one of His sheep. May I always listen for His voice.
The LORD is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures;
He leads me beside the still waters.
He restores my soul;
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley
of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil;
For You are with me;
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup runs over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life;
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD