Green Pastures

He makes me to lie down in green pastures. Psalm 23:2

In these days, I am grateful that my Good Shepherd MAKES me lie down. Like a reluctant two year old thwarting efforts towards a nap, I am often recalcitrant. Just as I knew my youngster would be better for it later, this Tall Shepherd of mine, who knows me so well, orchestrates rest, for my good.

And here's the best part: it's always in green pastures. I consider the lush fields bursting in the green of spring. It is sweet and alluring. And so very satisfying.

Do I always want lush?

Does it always feel fulfilling?

Absolutely not.

I want to nibble on sparse.

I want to traverse yon field.

My Tall Shepherd has something so much better for me.

It's right there in the next line: “He restores my soul.” Psalm 23:3

The purpose of lying down in the green is restoration. Not just on the outside, like a quick power nap.

But on the inside.

Where it counts.

So the next time you, or I, are forced to a halt, relish the rest. The lush.

And be satisfied.