A song of ascents. 1 I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
2 My help comes from the LORD,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
Another week is underway and there are a few things that I would like to ask you about. There are several things happening in my life that are bigger than my own abilities and strength. I don’t have the intelligence or wisdom to work through the mounting problems lining up to face me in the coming days.
You know the hurdles I will face.
You know the challenges in my way.
You know my limitations.
You know each one even before I ask. And so I turn my eyes to you and pray.
I pray for the grace needed to run this race.
I pray for the strength to stand strong in the face of difficulty.
I pray for humility when I want to be proud.
Most of all, I pray for your love.
Thank you for what this week will bring. I know you will walk with me, each step of the way.