God’s Word for You
Psalm 23:3-4 Brother and sister socks
by Pastor Timothy Smith on Saturday, June 13, 2026
3 He restores my soul.
He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
The Hebrew word involved in the word “restore” is a word often translated “turn” (Hebrew shub, shuv). God restores our souls by doing for them—for us—what we could never do for ourselves.
During World War II, when my father-in-law was a little boy, his mother would always wash the socks inside-out. When the boys got their socks back, they had to pull them right-side out again. Because of sin, we pull ourselves and our lives inside-out. We’re dirty socks and we’re turned around and we’re every which way. And yes, because we’re our mothers’ children and we inherit sin, you could say that our moms (and dads) did this to us. But we do it to ourselves on a much bigger scale.
And like dirty socks, we can do nothing to fix ourselves. But God is the one who has washed us clean and pulled us back the way we’re supposed to go: he restores my soul. And he sets us on the right path, the path of righteousness. But he doesn’t do it because we deserve it (dirty socks such as we are). He does it for his own name’s sake. He is holy, and his name tells us that he is. And our holy God makes us holy, just because he loves us.
Brother and sister socks, rejoice on your path today. God cleaned you and set you there.
4 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 staff comfort me.
What do you think of when you hear the phrase “valley of the shadow of death”? Is it a place of great danger? Is it a place of unexpected dangers, like a spookhouse on Halloween? Is it a journey through all the hardships and fears of life?
Imagine young David at the Valley of Elah. He brought lunch to his brothers and the sun was high in the sky. After consulting with his brothers (Get out of here, squirt!), with the soldiers (Get out of here, punk!), and with Saul (you’re unarmed, kid!), he was ready to fight Goliath (are you coming after me with sticks, little dog?!). But first there was an extra hour wasted while he tried on Saul’s armor. Too heavy! He gathered up a handful of two- and three-inch sling stones and went down into the valley. The sun had hurtled into the west, behind the Philistine army, and now the valley was dominated by one growing feature in the lengthening afternoon: Goliath’s own impossibly long shadow. For all the onlookers, it was David’s valley of the shadow of death.
Ultimately, the valley of the shadow of death is death itself, “the undiscovered country,” as one Englishman put it a generation after Luther (in a play about a student from Luther’s own University of Wittenberg, wrestling with life and death issues using some suspiciously Luther-an language).
Death, however, has no hold over the believer, even if it still gives a believer cause to be nervous and frightened; not so much of death itself, sometimes, as of the pain of actually dying. But the thought of being without our loved ones (which is some of the sting of death) is undercut and softened by the knowledge that we will see them again in heaven.
I don’t remember ever having such a lump in my throat as the first time I heard one of my children counting off his whole family on his fingers: “Mama, daddy, baby.” In the middle of this verse (which is the middle of the Psalm), David says: “For you are with me.” But in his original Hebrew, David didn’t even bother to use a verb. His language is much more elementary, like a baby counting off his family: “you with me.”
Imagine the devil with all his array of temptations, demons, pressuring peers, lusts, and sin-riddled memories piling up in reserve for an attack like a vast army of tanks, troops, ships, planes, and drones, all against you alone.
Is there anything to fear? “You with me.” The Creator of the universe is on your side! That’s comfort. That’s confidence. That’s reassurance. That’s God’s word for you.
In Christ,
Pastor Timothy Smith





