I was listening to an Iraqi war veteran describe how raising sheep has helped to keep her PTSD at bay, She had watched the herdsmen in Iraq in the midst of all the horrendous carnage with amazed curiosity. After she returned home with severe injuries she was drowning in flashbacks until she struck out on the sheep farming path. Now after 8 years she said that when she feels herself slipping toward the dark edge, she moves among her flock and their gentle steadiness brings her back.
How beautifully new are the words of the Psalmist - "he leadeth me beside the still water, he restoreth my soul"
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