The clock is my dictator, I shall not rest. It makes me lie down only when exhausted.
It leads me into deep depression. It hounds my soul.
It leads me in circles of frenzy, for activities sake.
Even though I run frantically from task to task, I will never get it all done, For my ideal is with me.
Deadlines and my need for approval, they drive me. They demand performance from me, beyond the limits of my schedule. They anoint my head with migraines,
My in-box overflows.
Surely fatigue and time pressures shall follow me all the days of my life. And I will dwell in the bonds of frustration. Forever.
by Marcia K. Hornok
Grace + Truth 
How very true. I’ve just started reading F B Meyer’s “The Shepherd Psalm” (one of those books I’d forgotten I’d bought) so this has been an interesting counter-point
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Hi Stephanie – thanks for comment. Its funny as I was reminded of this version of Psalm 23 after reading a reflection by FB Meyer. I use a book by him – ‘Our Daily Walk’ every morning.
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