The Source

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.

Psalm 121:1-2

recently i'm quite chained up with thoughts in my mind n choose to isolate from the crowd. i know this's no good. therefore, i create "opportunities" for myself to standing in the crowd but i know deep in my heart, i'm not enjoying those mandatory assignments.

i think i have yet to come to term with the inner self and even after sharing with the very few people, who i feel comfortable sharing, i still cannot comprehend a lot of things. i know i have yet to find the solution cos my heart can never trick to my mind. in the midst of all these, i'm truely thankful to the few good soul who i can share with. 

i start to see some light when somebody sms me Psalm 121:1-2. this reminds me of the source that always provide and never run dry. the source that provides unconditionally, without fail. the source which re-align my heart and mind. sometimes in life, what we need is just a statement of  encouragement. the rest is redundant!