Read Ps. 121
LOOK BEYOND THE HILLS
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord.—Ps. 121:1–2
The writer of the Hundred and Twenty-first Psalm was in exile far from home. Though he was living in Babylon, the most gorgeous city of antiquity, the hills of home were calling to him.Those hills were deep dyed with memory, and it wasn’t only the memory of home, but the memory of God and all that made His people great. And so, from exile, he wrote:“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.” And then as he thought of those hills, he looked beyond them and remembered that his help came from God.
The God who made the hills is greater than the hills He made. The author of Isaiah says: “O Zion, that bringest good tidings, get thee up into the high mountain.” From that high point the messenger could see how the battle went and bring tidings to those who awaited them.
A traveler once made arrangements with a guide to take him to the top of a high mountain to see the sunrise. They had not climbed long when there arose a terrible thunderstorm. “It’s no use to go on,” the gentleman said.“We cannot see the sunrise in the midst of this fearful storm.”“Oh, sir,” said the guide,“we will soon get above the storm.”They kept climbing, and soon they could see the lightnings playing about the mountains and beneath it was very dark, but when they passed up above the clouds all was light.
We must look beyond even the hills of strength. We must remember that our help comes from God, who is above the hills. If we climb high enough and get close enough to Him, we shall be able to bring tidings of peace.
GOD OF THE ETERNAL HILLS, in Thee do I put my trust this day. Keep me from harm and sin. Help me to serve my God and my country faithfully, that I may be a messenger of peace. Amen.
ARTHUR W. RATZ
Fort Street Presbyterian Church, Detroit, Mich.