A Song of Ascents.
I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
who made heaven and earth.
3 He will not let your foot be moved;
he who keeps you will not slumber.
4 Behold, he who keeps Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The LORD is your keeper;
the LORD is your shade on your right hand.
6 The sun shall not strike you by day,
nor the moon by night.
7 The LORD will keep you from all evil;
he will keep your life.
8 The LORD will keep
your going out and your coming in
from this time forth and forevermore.
I don't have much to say today. I have decided to take the day off from the office so I could spend time at home with my family. We had a memorial service for my father last week out-of- state, and today some of our friends are burying their son. I know others who are suffering from sickness, broken relationships, and exhaustion. I find comfort in Psalm 121. We used to sing a worship song based on this Psalm, and it gets stuck in my head sometimes. "My help comes from the LORD." When I believe those words, I know that I am not alone and that I am not forgotten. When you believe, I hope you find your hope in God and find rest in His promises for you.