The Hills

I live in a valley, that is surrounded on all sides by mountains. So I have a visual reminder every day that those mountains are big, but My God is bigger, because He made the mountains.

San Fernando Valley as seen from Topanga Lookout

I needed this today:

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot slip—
he who watches over you will not slumber;
4 indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord watches over you—
the Lord is your shade at your right hand;
6 the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord will keep you from all harm—
he will watch over your life;
8 the Lord will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.



Where does your help come from?