The double-edged sword of Psalm 23
Note: This blog is intended to be authentic. I will try to keep it clean, but I need to tell you that there may be a curse or two below. This is my heart breaking that you're reading about. It was April 11, 2022, about 8:15 pm. I had a very busy day that included lunch at noon with a friend who had recently retired from where I work. We went to a popular restaurant and sat at the windows upstairs with the nice view to the west. I never get tired of having a view of our beautiful Colorado mountains. I remember that I noticed, I think while we were waiting for our food, that I had a new Marco Polo video from my brother, Mark. I was not in the habit of dropping everything to watch a Polo video and he knew that. We had just found it was such a great way to keep in touch and "see" each other. When he was unemployed during Covid, he would sometimes send several videos a day. Every once in a while, one would include a chastisemen...