To the hills.

I lift my eyes to the hills, from where does my help come? My help comes from the lord our God!

Where ever I was in Punikaiki I could look up and see this view no matter what was happening or what I was doing. Some times during this little stay in Punikaiki frustrations and irritations world fill my mind. But I could always look up to this hills and just breathe in the awe of nature and the beauty of Gods creation. It was so easy to just mull in my thoughts of how this could be better or why this was happening and miss some of the most beautiful sights on this earth. Whenever I would look up or around me all my little problems would fade away. I wonder how often this happens sometimes in all of life, we get so caught up in the little things that we never look to the hills and remember where our help comes from.