Help

This morning at work, I was feeling heavy hearted.

Rita dropped by with a hug , some kombucha, and a couple of journals. Later, Ana gave me Harmony Tea and a beautiful leather bracelet that says “Choose Joy.” Also, a hug.

I sat in my chair and looked out to the mountains. My heart welled up with gratitude. I said, “God, you are taking care of me. You see me. You are so good to me.” Tears fell.

I can’t tell you how many times in the past eight years at Mission Hills I’ve looked out my window up at the beautiful Saddleback Mountains and contemplated this Scripture:

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 grabbed my phone, opened up Bible Gateway to Psalm 21, and clicked on audio so I could let the words fill my soul.

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.

Thank you, God, for bringing me back to this place. To this school, to this office, to this view of the mountains to remind me that my help comes from YOU. That you are watching over me. Thank you!

I began to feel hopeful and a bit lighter. My friend Wendy came in and saw I was crying.

Another hug. Much needed.

Every single day, the Lord sends His help to me…in just the form I need in that moment.

A hug, a kombucha, a “Choose Joy” bracelet…

A mountain view.