The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
for his name’s sake.
Even 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 overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord
. . . . .
My heart is heavy and my prayers constant for those in Connecticut. They are walking through a dark valley, and I pray they feel the arms of Jesus holding them tight and leading them closer to him on the mountain top. I have the absolute joy of being a third grade teacher. Through this tragedy I am reminded to be a little more patient, give a few more hugs, and cherish every moment with my students. Newtown you are in our prayers.