Moving Mountains

What’s your mountain?

Are you caring for a parent with Alzheimers?  Sitting unnoticed next to a mom now a child.

Are you facing a health crisis?  A diagnosis that divides time between the before and after, the before now teeming with innocence and ignorance.

Or perhaps it’s a job loss.  An interview followed by rejection without feedback.

Or a fight with your spouse that has you in different spaces with forgiveness washed out by a river of anger.

God has a thing or two to say about your mountain.

Matthew 21:21

Jesus replied, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and it will be done.

Micah 1:4

The mountains melt beneath him and the valleys split apart, like wax before the fire, like water rushing down a slope.

 

God is in the business of moving mountains.   I know this to be true.  He has moved my mountains.

-An eating disorder mountain was flattened (well, mostly…I still have some weird eating habits)

-A fear of flying mountain was “cured” (God gave me xanex while calling me “ye, of little faith”)

-A mean-mother mountain became but a hill (God restored my relationship with mom in the weeks before she died)

-A health crisis mountain was lived through  (wherein God provided over 30 confirmations of His presence – which I have listed and often reread)

 

When you are sitting with a bedridden parent who will never leave the nursing home, amid smells that would appeal not even to your dog, ask God to move your mountain.  When the brevity of life slaps you in the face, ask for the mountain of depression to be leveled.

And then look for signs.

With eyes of faith.

And with a firm grip on His promises that never fail.

 

 

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There is a 50-something mom, grandma, wife, teacher at my church who recently went to the eye doctor because she noticed some blurry vision.  A week later she was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer (never having smoked a cigarette in her life).

I read her posts and those of her daughter at their Caring Bridge site (Dearest Diane).  And I am humbled and inspired.  This is faith in action.

Amid radiation and chemo and scary uncertainty, Diane says,

God is faithful.

God is faithful.

God is faithful.

Her mountain is large and her future unclear.    But her God IS faithful.

 

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God,

Grant us eyes of faith, to see your hand holding ours as we face life’s mountains. 

 

Psalm 147:3

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

Lamentations 3:22-23

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

Psalm 86:15

But you, O Lord, are a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness.

 

 

 

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