Out of the valley
Carol Nichols knows about the 23rd Psalm. She has lived it. She has sobbed and prayed her way wandering in the “valley of the shadow of death” and now she has written about it.
She had to write about it. What else could she do? She had lost the love of her life, her husband. And then, as if death hadn’t cut her soul deep enough, her only son was told he had months to live.
The darkness of death had swallowed Carol Nichols.