Praise you in this Storm
It was another good day. Nothing spectacular happened today to make it good and maybe that is why it is good. I want these types of days to be the norm, not the exception. I’m still filled with Hope. Why is there anything happening? Is there something to look forward to? Not really other than unexpectedly seeing my daughter for an extra unplanned weekend. My hope is from the Lord. I’ve been singing this Psalm 121 all day long: 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 c...