I lift my eyes unto the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord. These words remind me that no matter what, i can praise God thru all of my problems. He is so incredible. I am sitting in the parking lot of a church i've attended many daily masses at, prayed many rosaries, and shed many tears, of joy, pain, sorrow and excitement. It's moments like right now that i remember God continually gives me strength to rise out of the ashes of my past life, and to build up a new life in his light. He's so incredible, i'll say it again and again. Praise God, always.