When the Only Way Out is Through | Apostle Jim Raley

David was not writing poetry from a palace. He was running for his life, barefoot on a mountain, his own son hunting him, his throne gone, his closest counselor defected. And right there in the valley he made the most audacious declaration a broken man could make: The Lord is my shepherd. Present tense. Right now. No matter what the mess looked like. In this message from Psalm 23, Apostle Jim…