the unreached
For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
Be the light on the hill.
“You are the light of the world. A town built on a hill cannot be hidden.”
Matthew 5:14
“I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.”
Psalms 121:1-2