Not reality; yet, the shadow captivated me.

I studied it carefully.

The shadow was faint but perfectly framed on the back wall of the walk in shower.

Was that a row boat inside; right above the bottom of the frame?

No. Directly ahead, I saw the source of the shadow image. It was a framed picture of a vintage bathroom. Things are not always as they appear to be. What had looked like a row boat was in reality a claw foot bathtub.

The shadow of death paints a grim picture. Truth be known, as God’s children we have nothing to fear. It is the entryway to eternity.

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever (Psalm 23:1-6 KJV).”

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