The “valley of Baca” refers to any place of weeping. How many such places there are in this world – how much work there is for us to do – how many people to comfort and care for and love and befriend. Some of these places of weeping are the long-term care facilities of our nation, where some of our most frail, forsaken, lonely and poor reside.
Although the Lord pours out many wonderful blessings upon His children, He also allows us to experience many troubles and sorrows. At times, our prayers, desires and dreams seem to drift into hopelessness…and our vision of God can become obscured by dark clouds. This is sometimes seen as God’s disfavor or judgment on us, but we must realize that it is through such storms that we must let down our anchor of hope and hold firm to the promises of God.
A few weeks ago, while I was on my way to the nursing home, a friend of mine texted me a picture of the church service she was attending. There were over a thousand people in that service, many with hands lifted up in worship, and you could almost feel the joy that must have been experienced in that large fellowship of believers.