I lift up my eyes to the hills

There's a real tangible feeling of moodiness, stress and disheartenment about me at the moment. It's been around most of the week actually, hence my lack of words of late. It revolves around a couple of things which I don't really feel like listing out at the moment.. I guess its just another bad week. I'm just plain jane tired, of everything.

Karen asked me today when I'm down, who/what can make me happier. My first thought was "ice-cream", but I gave it some thought for 3 seconds and replied with a spiritual, "God". It wasn't hard to regurgitate the rightful answer, but it was hard swallowing the truth of my words. Sometimes I seek so hard for something tangible to remove those unhappiness I forget where my help comes from.

Psalm 121:
I lift up my eyes to the hills — 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.