When I was a little kid, my parents fought incessantly and their was tremendous fear from a home doused with alcoholism. I fell into a fearful depression very young, and I remember one night, longing for God, and his peace. It was in the middle of the night, I walked to the church I went to which was over a mile away, and laid on the steps, and fell asleep for a while. Then I went home. God is our refuge and our strength, and indeed this psalm touches my heart in so many personal ways. Better is one day in his courts than a thousand elsewhere’s. Thank you. God Bless. Praying for the Peace of Jerusalem.