I sat in a room of 17th century art commissioned for European churches, royalty and home temples. The detailed art wonderful scenes with Biblical themes as the artists imagined them. I comanderred a wooden bench and opened my Bible to Psalms. My dear hubby sent a verse to me earlier in the day so it was fresh in my mind.

“Today once again felt to my knees with a mix of feelings. But every time I fall I remember to look up to the hills, grip my cross harder and get up again because my help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Psalm 121
1 I look up to the mountains—
does my help come from there?
2 My help comes from the Lord ,
who made heaven and earth!

3 He will not let you stumble;
the one who watches over you will not slumber.
4 Indeed, he who watches over Israel
never slumbers or sleeps.

5 The Lord himself watches over you!
The Lord stands beside you as your protective shade.
6 The sun will not harm you by day,
nor the moon at night.

7 The Lord keeps you from all harm
and watches over your life.
8 The Lord keeps watch over you as you come and go,
both now and forever.”

I went on to some other favorites, including Psalm 27 and 119. The priceless art, the hum of the air vent and the irregular footsteps were a beautiful melody for my prayer. It was beautiful.

Of course, I couldn’t leave the museum without stopping to see Rafael’s friend, Frank (by Chuck Close).