I will lift up my eyes to the hills -- from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord.

I will lift up my eyes to the hills — from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord.

Blue and I relaxed on the gentle slope alongside the river flowing through the mountain valley. I rubbed his head and looked out across the silkened ribbon streaming in front of me — its beginning and end I knew not.

Its Creator I know well.

Peace whispered to me from afar as I thought about everything … thought about nothing. Back and forth. Everything. Nothing. Sometimes a brain gets worn out from thinking too much. It short-circuits and says, “No more, my dear. No more.”

That was me on this beautiful summer afternoon.

I heard birdsong across the way. I looked up from the river to search the trees along its bank. But the melody was coming from a higher point. I followed the song with my eyes up the mountain slope that framed our beloved river. Higher and higher my gaze went until I saw a flash of deep blue against the periwinkle sky. It was an indigo bunting serenading me.

But more importantly, his praise had caused me to lift my eyes unto the hills just like King David.

I will lift up my eyes to the hills — from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to be moved; He who keeps you will not slumber … the Lord is your keeper…” ~ Psalm 121:1-3, 5

I took in the glorious sight of the heavens high above me. Its vast grandeur overwhelmed me with thankful tears. How great is our God that He hung the moon and the stars in their place and told the ocean how far it could come? How great is His love that He asked the indigo bunting to serenade me so that my eyes would lift to behold His glory in the afternoon sky?

I needed to behold His glory.

I needed to remember His faithfulness.

“His abiding truth does not change with my mood, and He never wavers when I stumble and fall over a promise of His through my unbelief. His faithfulness stands firm and as prominent as mountain peaks of pearl splitting the clouds of eternity. And each base of His hills is rooted at an unfathomable depth on the rock of God.” ~ James Smetham

Indeed.

How great is our God?

And how wonderful His love?

Are you overwhelmed by life’s difficulties also? Sweet friend, lift your eyes up and behold His glory. Remember His faithfulness. Embrace His magnificence as He loves you and me so tenderly, protects us so mightily, and cares for us endlessly.

It really is quite remarkable.

Selah

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Sweet blessings to you,

NAN