I will lift up my eyes to the mountains

Lydia spent the night last night, and this morning she colored this picture for me. It's from a coloring book of Psalms. I looked up Psalm 121 on my computer and she read it aloud to me. I talked about how she could remember God was always with her when she looked at mountains, and when she looked at her shadow ("your shade at your right hand") and she giggled in delight, especially when she pointed out her shadow right behind her as she stood in the sunlight from the window.

Awesome Grandma moment.

Psalm 121

A song of ascents.

I lift up my eyes to the mountains—

where does my help come from?

My help comes from the 

Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot slip—

he who watches over you will not slumber;

indeed, he who watches over Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord watches over you—the Lord is your shade at your right hand;

the sun will not harm you by day,

nor the moon by night.

The Lord will keep you from all harm—he will watch over your life;

the Lord will watch over your coming and going

both now and forevermore.