"My help cometh from the LORD" (Psalm 121:2a)

I've been going through a bit of a situation. I thought I wanted (or -needed-) someone to talk to. There was no one to hear. So, like when I was younger, I realized that I -don't- need anyone to talk to. Not really. Though I did vent a bit.

“I turn my head to the east, i don't see nobody by my side
I turn my head to the west...still nobody in sight
So I turn my head to the north, swallow that pill that they call pride
That old me’s dead and gone, but that new me'll be alright cause

Cause:
Oooh! I’ve been travelin on this road too long
Just tryin’ to find my way back home
The old me’s dead and gone
Dead and gone”
(Dead and Gone – T.I. ft Justin Timberlake)

I just don't care to take the time to complain, and no one really cares to hear, anyway. When they're happy, they don't want you to drag them down. When they're not happy, they have their own problems to worry about. Generally busybodies will listen, but for all the wrong reasons. Nothing good comes of complaining. You take life by the horns and you -make- what you want out of it. With God's help, of course.

Psalm 121:
1 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
2 My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.

-All- of my help cometh from the LORD.
Just because He's carrying me right now doesn't mean that He's not letting my feet drag and telling me to stand up along the way...

I Walk better on my knees; but first, I have to get back to -truly- Walking...