I lift my eyes up
The craziest thing happened the other week with my oldest son - he had spent a lot of time staring down at his little TV and basically, his eye muscles got strained from looking down for too long. It got to the point where he couldn't look down any more without pain or blurriness and he had to rest his eyes. He had to keep his eyes looking level or above.
It's comical at times, how God speaks through the circumstances of our lives. Both him and I have moments or periods of time where we are too focused on what is around us at the moment or what used to be (the whole looking down thing) and it was beginning to cause pain. I know there is a grieving process going on (like something died when we left California), but God was reminding me to look at the blessings that are right here right now and to look ahead to the plans He has for us (not just at the little TV). But I cannot remain looking down or just at the one thing. If I do, I will trip over what is right in front of me or miss the beauty along the path He has chosen for me.
So this is my declaration: I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from . . . my help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and of earth. He will not let your foot slip, He who watches over you will not slumber. Psalm 121:1-3
And this is my prayer: You O Lord, are shield for me, my glory and the One who lifts my head. Psalm 3:3
It's comical at times, how God speaks through the circumstances of our lives. Both him and I have moments or periods of time where we are too focused on what is around us at the moment or what used to be (the whole looking down thing) and it was beginning to cause pain. I know there is a grieving process going on (like something died when we left California), but God was reminding me to look at the blessings that are right here right now and to look ahead to the plans He has for us (not just at the little TV). But I cannot remain looking down or just at the one thing. If I do, I will trip over what is right in front of me or miss the beauty along the path He has chosen for me.
So this is my declaration: I lift my eyes up to the hills, where does my help come from . . . my help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and of earth. He will not let your foot slip, He who watches over you will not slumber. Psalm 121:1-3
And this is my prayer: You O Lord, are shield for me, my glory and the One who lifts my head. Psalm 3:3
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