A Psalm for times of change (1)

Psalm 121 v. 1,2

I lift my eyes to the mountains- where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.

I spent the day yesterday doing the things I have loved about living in The Netherlands- catching the train from our tiny local station, where as you wait you can watch the sheep in the field nearby; walking through the Binnenhof where I saw police on their bikes, someone important being interviewed with television cameras and the ice cream seller all happily going about their business in a way that would never happen in Downing Street or the White House; and gazing at Vermeer's radiant View of Delft hanging in The Mauritshuis

My temptation was to look to these familiar and beautiful things around me for solace as I face this time of transition. Somehow I thought that they would be the things that brought me calm and anchored me at a time when the ground beneath my feet is shifting so rapidly. But in the cafe at The Mauritshuis (which is also an extremely civilised place for a cup of coffee and a spot of journalling!) I opened my Bible to the beginning of Psalm 121, and learned that it was the Creator who would be what I needed, not His creation.

My help comes from the Lord.....

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