I love the mountains. I think I always have. They are big, beautiful, and majestic. They reveal God's
This week, I've stood at the bottom of a mountain, figuratively.My neck hurts from staring up at it so long. It looks too big to climb, to difficult to move. The climb up this mountain is a tough one. I seem to be on my hands and knees a lot as I struggle moving up this giant hill. Ugh.But isn't that where God wants me? On my knees? Seeking His help? It seems like every time I get to where I am in a good place, I slip and fall, and find myself on my backside yet again. It's frustrating and annoying. I just want to be able to stand on the top of the mountain and breathe in the fresh air. And one day, I will get there. I know I will. Because I'm not doing it alone. God's with me. He's carrying me, holding tight to my hand, encouraging me not to give up.
But once I am on top of the mountain, what then? I have to climb down. Easy, right? Not for this girl. (Can you hear me snicker?) You see, I have bad knees, so the climb down is almost worse than the climb up. My legs become shaky, my thighs burn, and I just want to quit. But I can't. In order for me to overcome this mountain, I not only have to climb up it, but I've got to go down it so I can reach the other side.
What is this mountain I keep referring to? Well, in my family, we have some major decisions to make right now. The climb is going to be tough, difficult, and down right frustrating. Once we reach the mountain top, we'll be able to inhale and exhale, knowing we overcame a tough time. And then, we'll have to tread carefully down the mountain. We'll experience slips and falls, a few landslides, I am sure. But oh, to be on the other side of this ginormous hill.
So, if you think about it, will you pray for me and my family? We're going to need as many of you as are willing to come before the throne of our Father. In time, we'll be able to be more specific. For now, we just really need God to show up in miraculous ways, to make known the path He has designed for us, to be a part of His great story.
And when you see a mountain? Don't be afraid to climb it or to stumble along the way. Because soon enough, you'll be on the other side, wondering how in the world you got there. And then you'll remember: God got you through. Praise His Mighty Name!