In Max Lucado’s commentary on the 23rd Psalm, he says the following:
“With his own pierced hands, Jesus created a pasture for the soul. He tore out the thorny underbrush of condemnation. He pried loose the huge boulders of sin. In their place he planted seeds of grace and dug ponds of mercy.
…This is not a pasture that you have made. Nor is it a pasture that you deserve. It is a gift of God….
In a world rocky with human failure, there is a land lush with divine mercy. Your Shepherd invites you there. He wants you to lie down. Nestle deeply until you are hidden, buried, in the tall shoots of his love, and there you will find rest.”
Max Lucado, Traveling Light