Where Help Comes From

[A Song of degrees.] I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.

A thought

The psalm does not pretend the hills are empty of danger. It simply looks past them, to the one who made them.

Pray

Lord, I keep looking for help in places that cannot carry me. Lift my eyes. Amen.

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