A pilgrim on the journey to God sings out, “I lift up my eyes to the hills? From where does my help come? My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth.” That word for “help” is a beautiful Hebrew word, ezer. It was first used by the LORD when he saw that it was not good for the man to be alone. I will make an ezer for him. Not a maid. Not a trophy. Not a project manager. An ezer. One called alongside to do for us what we could not do alone. A complement. A completer. One who is other than we are. Who has something we don’t have.
We are on a journey. The long, long journey of life. The journey to God, our true home. The journey of his mission for us in the world, our true purpose. We will not make it if we look only unto ourselves. Psalm 121 calls us to lift up our eyes. To own the truth that sets us free, “My help comes from the LORD.” Then, only then, can we journey in the depths of joy and peace and hope: The LORD will keep your going and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore.”
