Psalm 121 sings, “I will lift up my eyes to the hills–from where comes my help? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.”
Sometimes, when life in the Valley of Death gets especially hard, we need to look up to the hills (or mountains), walk among the trees, feel the cool air of a higher elevation, and pray. A week after my birthday (which was on Easter this year), after visiting my beloved Jose in prison, I was invited to go with my local church woman’s group to the mountains where I used to live.
After a five and a half hour’s journey in the noisy church van, we arrived at night, in the rain. I forgot my waterproof hat, so my long hair was dripping. Snow sprinkled the mountain tops by what I call Selah’s Falls, a place where I used to walk with my daughter, a place I wrote into my “Selah of the Summit” book. We had seen the Summit in all seasons, and this spring it felt especially cold. I couldn’t wait to get to my room and bed. First we checked in and hauled our luggage to our rooms. Then we found the Dining Hall and ate the best home-made pineapple pizza with a salad bar. Then came a long session of singing and teaching, so I didn’t get into my bed until late. Still a little cold, I tried to snuggle in the thin blanket with my jacket on top. How ironic that this retreat was where once was my home! I had just spent weeks driving from my Central California orchard room to Los Angeles, trying to help my daughter find a better life, a better home. We used to live together on this mountain’s top, in a three-story mansion with wood decks and big fireplaces, among the forest, near a lake. I taught her to drive on the road to Selah’s Falls.
How can life make such strange circles? Jesus, I prayed, free Jose from prison, so we may see the mountains together soon. It’s not where we are that’s important, anyway. It’s who we’re with . . . it’s knowing You . . . how I want to be with this amazing man . . . How I miss my daughter . . .
And, so praying, I finally fell asleep only to be awakened at 6:00 a.m. for breakfast and a long day of planned sessions of singing, Bible Study, interactive games, an inspiring speaker’s helpful hints, and prayer. In between sessions I walked up and down the very vertical landscape of Selah’s Falls, until I was so tired I could not climb the stairs to my far-off room.
Change is never easy. Nothing valuable in life is easy. We don’t have to face it all alone. Psalm 121 continues:
“The LORD is your keeper; the LORD is your shade at your right hand. The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night. The LORD shall preserve you from all evil; He shall preserve your soul. The LORD shall preserve your going out and your coming in from this time forth, and even forever.”
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