“I lift my eyes toward the mountains."
But the mountains are covered by the clouds, my view is obscured, my eyes seemed to be lifted up towards a vast expanse of empty.
"Where will my help come from?"
My answer has always been; "My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to slip; your Protector will not slumber."
But what about when the pain tells me that I have slipped and fallen, and I wasn't protected from the pain and that still small voice seems to be sound asleep?
Then I remember that just because I can't see the mountains, they stand as strong and majestic as ever.
"The Lord protects you; the Lord is a shelter right by your side.
The Lord will protect you from all harm; He will protect your life. The Lord will protect your coming and going both now and forever.”
Words in quotations from Psalms 121, HCSB
