Day 22—Saturday, March 29, 2025

I lift up my eyes to the hills—

from where will my help come?

My help comes from the Lord,

who made heaven and earth.

I come to the mountain,

when I can no longer see your face

When I fear the next step,

No sound can ease my pain

I come to the mountain,

when I can no longer hear your voice,

when I cannot share my pain with another soul

I come to the mountain,

And I scream into the wind,

And in the silence, you come

Your face, your voice. and peace

Is restored.

-Deb Abbott

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