I lift my eyes to the hills, where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth.

Psalm 121, 1 through 2.

I lived in a house for ten years that had a large window facing east.

Directly in my view, centered in that window was a very tall hill.

Every day I was blessed to be able to look out that window and remind myself of Psalm

121.

I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from?

During the busy season of raising my daughters to the brink of their teenage years, I needed

that reminder often.

It was during those years that we faced a host of struggles, common to many.

One year in particular, though, was almost more than we could handle.

During that year, we dealt with the loss of a child, our dog, a friend, and a family member,

all within four months.

Then thrown on top of that, we received the diagnosis of an illness that would take

all of our strength to overcome.

There's no life on this earth that escapes trouble.

Moments of despair, seasons of illness, relationship struggles, unexpected bills and job losses.

We can do what we can to prepare or to even limit them, but there's no secret to preventing

or stopping trouble from coming into our lives.

However, the truth in Psalm 121 is that we do have someone who can help us get through

the tough times.

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