Psalm 121:1-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.
I have been thinking about this verse all week long. You know how when your mind is headed down a path for a while and then several things seem to come together in a new way to take you to a new thought? That happened to me this week. Stuff I read, songs, comments from people, etc all came together for me in a new way.
I never saw this verse the way it was written. The Psalmist was starting a long journey and looking at all the mountains he would have to cross to get to the other side and completely overwhelmed at how far he would have to travel and how hard the journey would be. A feeling I completely understand.
I picture, on the day we are born, that God sets us down at the beginning of the path and points to show us which direction to go home. He doesn't say how long the journey will be or how many mountains we will have to cross. He doesn't say how long we will be able to rest in the green valleys, or whether there will be bears. He only tells us that He will be our help and to keep going the direction He gives us each day.
There are people that have finished their journey ahead of me, and I look to them for hope and encouragement that I can finish mine and that one day when I get there, they will have a warm fire and a soft bed waiting for me. My feet are tired and I get weary.
It is such a long way home.
