Sorting it out...

Psalm 121:1,2 has, for a long time, been one of my favorite passages in the Bible. There is also a song written from the song that is really beautiful. The lyrics to the song are this:

I lift my eyes up to the mountains
Where does my help come from
My help comes from You
Maker of heaven, creator of the earth
I lift my eyes up to the mountains
Where does my help come from
My help comes from You
Maker of heaven, creator of the earth

Oh how I need You Lord
You are my only hope
You’re my only prayer
So I will wait for You
To come and rescue me
Come and give me life

Granted, the verse is the actual Scripture a bit reworded, but overall, how beautiful are these words? How peaceful? I know the chorus isn't actually Scripture, BUT, I so love it. These words I hold close to my heart right now. They are a life source when the flood waters are beginning to run deep. I must choose to hinge my hope in the power, grace, mercy, and strength of my God. I am seeking His wisdom in the midst of trouble. I will look to his words for comfort.

Ps 40:1-3
"I waited patiently for the Lord, he inclined and heard my cry. He lifted my up out of the pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet upon the rock and my footsteps firm. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to the Lord. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord."

Psalm 91

1 He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. [a]

2 I will say [b] of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust."

3 Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence.

4 He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

5 You will not fear the terror of night,
nor the arrow that flies by day,

6 nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.

7 A thousand may fall at your side,
ten thousand at your right hand,
but it will not come near you.

8 You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked.

9 If you make the Most High your dwelling—
even the LORD, who is my refuge-

10 then no harm will befall you,
no disaster will come near your tent.

11 For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways;

12 they will lift you up in their hands,
so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

13 You will tread upon the lion and the cobra;
you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

14 "Because he loves me," says the LORD, "I will rescue him;
I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.

15 He will call upon me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble,
I will deliver him and honor him.

16 With long life will I satisfy him
and show him my salvation."



So, how am I sorting it out? Well, I'm not exactly. I have to remember that God is, and that I can't...as much as I want to, it's just not within my realm of power. The hurt, the pain, the fear, the same...it all belongs to Him, not to me.