As I put away my work load for the night and prepare to end my night in prayer and blogging, I realized I started crashing hours ago. My course load in college is heavy but nothing unmanageable. The meetings and work for the on-campus ministry God has ordained me to be apart of sometimes take a mustering of energy to carry out, but it’s never unreasonable in work and requirement. The supplemental help meetings to pass my nursing exams are inconveniently held at night across campus after a long day, but are necessary.  Throughout the day my mind raced: “meeting, textbook reading, online homework module, credit card bill due, eBill school balance, and job application requisition numbers… ASAP.” I got in bed to pray and realized my body crashed a long time ago…how am I even still here-alert, awake, alive? Psalms 121:1 reads “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.”  I realized something… I don’t have to have it all together. I don’t have to “get it all done”. I don’t have to live in stress, worry, and exhaustion. All I have to do is look to the hills… where my help truly comes from. My help doesn’t come from overworking, critical planning, and strict discipline. My help comes from the Lord. I noticed real quick that it doesn’t matter how much work I put in or how well I prioritize if I don’t know where to draw my strength, my help. So as the deadlines pile up, bills begin to stack, and temptation finds a comfy seat in your lap, I challenge you to consciously stop and think in the middle of the panic, fatigue, and worry…”Where does my help come from?” Hold your head up high and look towards those hills…THAT is where your help lies. Lessons and Blessings Family.