Since I live in a valley, it is inevitable that I am surrounded by hills.
The dictionary defines a hill as "a naturally raised area of land, not as high or craggy as a mountain."
From my kitchen window or on every roadway that I travel in this beautiful valley, my eyes are always drawn to the hills, whose colours change with the seasons and the hours in a day. I love to see the subtle shading as the perspective of hills fade into the sunset. I am keeping my eye on a mountain in the distance that got it's first dusting of snow this week. SIGH!
Psalm 121 has become a favourite - it draws my heart into worship again and again as those hills are always in view.
"I lift 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."
I hope I will never get weary of looking to the hills and when I see a craggy mountain ...
well that's another story! I'm so glad I know God who made the hills.
"Before the mountains were born or you brought forth the earth and the world,
from everlasting to everlasting you are God."