We know about other valleys of shadows: valleys of the shadow of death: a diagnosis, brokenness in a relationship, loss of job, loss of hope. Or maybe it is the shadow that death that comes as memory, as grief, that everything we see is shadowed by the loss we have known.
The traveler to Jerusalem knows about fear. But instead of turning back, instead of arming themselves against their fear, they look up. They look up. They lift their eyes and they look up. Continue reading