Psalm 23
Close your eyes and create a mind picture of the iconic opening verse of Psalm 23: “The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures.” Bask in the vision that you have created internally in your spirit. How would you describe that painting to someone?
Having grown up in a very rural area replete with acres upon acres of beautiful pastureland and hay fields, my description would focus on the “greenness” and tranquility of my homeland and would be supplemented by the next verse with a slowly meandering creek so common to my area (the “quiet waters” where YHWH leads me).
Then I went to Israel for the first time and visited the desert. And now my mind picture (along with my interpretation of this psalm) has changed dramatically. “Green pastures” in Israel aren’t green! And they aren’t grassy! Look at the attached picture that we took in the desert near Arad back in 2009 of a shepherdess and her flock.
The desert is Israel’s primary pastureland. Arable farmland is too valuable for raising crops. Using it to feed livestock (except after harvest) is not economically smart. You may be wondering if those sheep in the picture are special “rock eating” sheep. They are not! During the cool evenings, moisture from the Mediterranean Sea wafts across the desert providing just enough moisture for small grass shoots to poke through the ground. There are also small weeds that can survive the harsh conditions, especially around the scattered water sources that emanate from the ground or pool in the wadis after a flood (read more on that below). It is upon these meager rations that the sheep, under the navigational guidance of a shepherd (or shepherdess), are able to exist.
Think how this changes the meaning of Psalm 23. G-d does not promise us luxurious pastures of alfalfa and rations aplenty. He promises us just enough to get us not through the day, but only through to the next moment. And we, like the sheep, are TOTALLY reliant on the shepherd to lead us to that moment-by-moment source of life. And our shepherd is, of course, none other than Yeshua!
And those “quiet waters?” They are the vestiges of sudden deadly desert floods that cascade unannounced through the valleys, those valleys of the shadow of death. The water from those floods cascade miles and miles from the hilltops near Jerusalem after storms during the rainy season down through the canyons until they reach the Salt Sea. Every year people die in the desert from these floods. It’s hard to imagine people drowning in the desert, but it happens in Israel!
Thus, the shepherd must be on alert and knowledgeable about these floods to keep her flock safe. Again, my view has radically changed. Still waters were once dangerous and the area where the waters settle is still dangerous. It is best not to linger long lest the next flood arrives, and you are unprepared. It is best to follow the lead of your shepherd!
There is so much more to proclaim regarding Psalm 23. But I honor my commitment to avoid term papers!
Shalom שָׁלוֹם,
DWach
PS … note the shepherdess in the attached photo; she was no more than 12 years old; we watched her for an hour as she “sang” to her flock, and they followed her from the watering hole at the bottom of the valley up over the top of the ridge behind her; considering Psalm 23, it was one of the most moving experiences of my life.
PSS … DJ Revonda has dialed up two Psalm 23 songs, radically different in approach: one from the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir and one from MIQEDEM, one of our favorite Messianic Jewish Contemporary Music Bands. You will note that the second one is in HEBREW (practice time for those who have asked for it!):
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