"I look to the hills from whence my help cometh" Psalm 121:1-2
When I came to visit my family in California back in 1994, I saw all the hills and I spoke those words, and two months later I was relocating to California.
I find that as I have become accustomed to my new location over the years that whenever a situation has come up the words “I look to the hills from whence my help cometh” still resonates. When my parents passed, changing jobs, life challenges, and looking for peace.
A lot of times when we are going through what we consider drama we forget to look up. I know I am guilty of praying for something, getting it and then I stop. I get convicted in my spirit that I must pray through the good and the bad times.
We have so much going on in our society with turning on the television and seeing fires, hurricanes, and tornadoes. We open the newspaper and read about healthcare for all being threaten, homeless and unemployment rates rising, and the uncertainty of knowing if we are going to go to war. We as a people are hurting. We might not all feel it and some might feel that we’re fine. Communicate with your brothers and sisters because during this time of year especially there is pain. My response will be to all to “Look to the hills to whence my help cometh” because change is going to come!
was born and raised in Waterbury, Connecticut before relocating to the San Francisco Bay Area nearly 23 years ago. She received her Master’s in Management from the University of Phoenix in 2011. After the passing of her mother who had Alzheimer’s, Patricia decided that all the words that she kept to herself were to be released.