Psalms 23 got me through one of the darkest days of my life. November 13, 1990 when my wife gave birth to our last child, a son, the doctor butchered her then tried to cover it up. For the six hours that many doctor 's worked hard to save her life, I sat in a special room with my oldest son Robb and daughter Carrie who was just barely 2. I read and re-read Psalms 23 several times. It was very cold in the small room and I had a short sleeve shirt. As I read and re-read that passage I felt warmth and peace wash over me. She 's alive today but not without many complications. I 've taken care of her for 23 years and though it 's been hard to take care of her and raise three children, I wouldn 't have it any other way. Praise be to God.
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