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.
-Ps. 121: 1-2
Oh, how I wish that said "My helps comes from the Lord, the Author and Provider of your Data Set 2 analysis, analytical memo, and Data set 3 triangulation chart." or "My help comes from the Lord, who can marvelously pay all your bills and move your stuff from one house to one apartment."
I'm still amazed at how everything creeps up at once. Blows out of proportion in my mind. Literally overwhelms me to the point of desperation.
*sigh* my heart rate has slowed down.
my stress-related snack is cold.
inspiration is yet to arrive.
"good things come to those who wait" right?!