Pray the words of this Lazaroo aloud, from the depths of your soul:

“‘On that day, declares the LORD, ‘a cry will go up from the Fish Gate, wailing from the New Quarter, and a loud crash from the hills.’”
(Zephaniah 1:10)

I hate loud crashes, Jesus –

well…at least the totally unexpected kind.

They make me nearly jump out of my skin.

If I was in a valley
and suddenly heard a loud crash from the hills

what would I think was happening?

An earthquake?
A landslide?
A lightning strike?
An explosion?

Nothing good, that’s for sure.

And yet, when I’m in trouble
where do I look?

Not down.

Up.

If I’m in a valley

vulnerable
exposed
helpless
quaking with fear

I’m going to lift my eyes to the hills

to the one who made those hills
to the one who made the entire earth

that holds up those hills

to the one

who holds me.

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Genesis 12:8; Deuteronomy 12:1-3; Joshua 2:16; Joshua 2:22-24; 1 Samuel 23:14; 1 Kings 20:21-30; Psalms 73:23; Psalms 121:1-8; Psalms 139:9-10; Isaiah 54:10; Jeremiah 31:6; Luke 23:30-31

What is Lazaroo?

Take Me Deeper