New Teaching Series

The Lord is my Shepherd

Psalm 23 is perhaps the best known chapter in the whole of the Bible. It has been called the “Psalm of Psalms.” But while Psalm 23 is “known” to many, its truth is foreign to most.

It is counter cultural (in our busyness) to slow down long enough to allow the deep truths of Scripture to penetrate our souls. For 6 weeks we’re going to savour the meal of Psalm 23. We’re not going to take a power-nap in the green pastures, nor are we going to take a speedboat through the still waters; and neither will we scamper & dash through the valley of the shadow of death just so its shadow can’t catch us. We won’t grab take-aways on the run – we’ll sit long at the table especially prepared for us by the Lord. We certainly won’t do a brief overnight stop in the B&B of the Lord. We’re going to stop, we’re going to meditate, we’re going to ponder & mull over, we’re going to value & examine – we’re going to see our Lord in the most intimately personal relationship with his sheep; we’re going to cherish every sight of Him, take note of every sound, going to be infused by every smell, savour every taste, and experience every touch.

I am trusting that our lives will be changed and our perspective reoriented – that we would be sheep who follow the Good Shepherd wherever He leads!

  • WEEK 1: Who Leads You? Contentment in Christ (Psalm 23:1)
  • WEEK 2: What Every Sheep Is Searching For – Sufficiency in Christ (Psalm 23:2)
  • WEEK 3: Back On My Feet Again – Restoration in Christ (Psalm 23:3)
  • WEEK 4: The Valley of Death-Shadow – Nearness in Christ (Psalm 23:4)
  • WEEK 5: Enemies, Pests & Abundance – Protection in Christ (Psalm 23:5)
  • WEEK 6: Hunted Down & Home – Intimacy in Christ (Psalm 23:6)

The twenty-third Psalm is the nightingale of the Psalms. It has charmed more griefs to rest than all the philosophy of the world. It has remanded to their dungeon more felon thoughts, more black doubts, more thieving sorrows, than there are sands on the sea-shore. It has comforted the noble host of the poor. It has sung courage to the army of the disappointed. It has poured … consolation into the heart of the sick, of captives in dungeons, of widows in their pinching griefs, of orphans in their loneliness. Dying soldiers have died easier as it was read to them; ghastly hospitals have been illuminated; it has visited the prisoner, and broken his chains … Nor is its work done. It will go singing to your children and my children, and to their children, through all the generations of time.
Henry Ward Beecher