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The hills are alive

  • Writer: Sarah Trent
    Sarah Trent
  • Apr 7, 2024
  • 2 min read

Psalms 121:1-2

“ I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.

My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.”

While I was studying this passage, I read an opinion about the “hills.” The opinion was that David had spent so much of his life in the hills, hiding from Saul and running for his life.

The hills held grief and pain, and terrible memories. BUT, out of the darkest times, he had the sweetest memories of the Lord’s protection and provision! When he looked to the hills, he was reminded that the Lord had done it before, and he was fully able to do it again.

There are shadows, dark places, and scary things that hide in the hills.

But it’s in the darkest of times that we learn the most about the Lord. If there had never been hills in David’s life, would he have been able to be such a great king? Would he have feared battles and struggles more on the throne, if you removed the hills from his life?

He didn’t try to “forget” the hills. Even though, some of those memories were likely uncomfortable or heartbreaking to recall.

He MADE himself lift his eyes to the hills.

He made himself look back.

And that gave him the confidence to know that help was on the way.

Maybe you have some hills to look back on.

Maybe they’re scary memories, grief stricken ones, memories you wish you could erase.

But what did the hills prove?

That he is faithful.

You made it through that last set of hills.

So lift your eyes.

Look back.

Your help is on the way.

The hills are ALIVE with PROOF of the faithfulness of God.

I know God deeper because of the hills.

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