I read Psalm 121 this morning and I felt so comforted. Psalms have never really done much for me because I’ve never felt connected with the writer or their situation. But (despite the fact that I’m not a pilgrim on my way to Jerusalem), this morning I got it and I’m so thankful.
Psalm 121 (NIV)
I lift up my eyes to the hills
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip
he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel
will neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD watches over you
the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon by night.
The LORD will keep you from all harm
he will watch over your life;
the LORD will watch over your coming and going
both now and forevermore.