Sometimes it Takes a Mountain

“Sometimes it takes a mountain, sometimes a troubled sea, sometimes it takes a desert to get a hold of me. Your love is so much stronger than whatever troubles me.  Sometimes it takes a mountain to trust You and believe.” – Gaither Vocal Band

Mercy.

As I look at my life, I see so many mountains—so many things that I desperately want to go well—and for me, that means my way. We each do.

And when I look back, the past seems like every mountain was just a hill that I made a bigger deal of than I should have.  And it is easy to forget that those mountains were truly mountains–there was no way I was going to cross them on my own.  But my Lord carried me through.  And it’s easy to forget that I didn’t cross them alone.  It’s easy to think that I did.  It’s easy to forget that every mountain that lays behind me has been conquered by His power. Every mountain.  Like the children of Israel I so easily forget the past and the great things He has done.

“We have nothing to fear for the future except we forget how God has lead us in the past.”

Bam.  That’s it.  NOTHING.  No mountain is impossible. Not one.

“If you have faith as a grain of mustard seed,” said Jesus, “ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove.” … If you have faith like this, you will lay hold of God’s word, and upon all the helpful agencies He has appointed.  The obstacles that are piled by Satan across your path, though apparently as insurmountable as the eternal hills, shall disappear before the demand of faith. “Nothing shall be impossible to you.”

Nothing. But sometimes it takes a mountain. The children of Isreal didn’t encounter difficulties because of logistical problems.  They encountered mountains because they needed them. It wasn’t about the destination so much as the journey.  The destination was part of the promise, yes, but it was the mountains that helped them get there.  But because God had promised, He removed every difficulty if they would let Him. They only had to believe (or in some cases, Moses had to believe on their behalf).

Because on a mountain, He paid the price so that I would be able to tell my mountains to move. On a mountain, He moved the mountain between God and man.

Sometimes it takes mountains to remind me that I am not in control and that He is.  Sometimes it takes a mountain to remind me on whose power I rely.

Sometimes times it takes a mountain to trust You and believe.

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