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“For God alone, O my soul, wait in silence for my hope is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken.” Psalm 62:5-6
Mountains. They’re beautiful, unless they’re in my way. And then they become a nuisance. I know that a 5 mile drive on the prairie will be a quick trip, but a five-mile drive through mountains takes longer than I anticipate.
I’m use to moving at a fast pace, and when I run into an unexpected spiritual or life mountain, I stomp my feet and command it to move. Then when it doesn’t, I throw an adult size temper tantrum.
When the temper tantrum doesn’t work, I try whining because I think that might be more effective. Then when the whining doesn’t work, I give God the silent treatment. Mature? Moi? Nah.
I treat mountains, those things that crop up in my life unexpectedly, as destructive forces out to destroy my life. This is me when I’m self-absorbed and self-led instead of God-absorbed and Holy Spirit led.
But God reminds me of the things I know and the things I need to remember: He is my rock, my salvation, and my fortress.
Why, then, does life shake me?
Because it’s far too easy to place our expectations in what we can control then to place our expectations in the One who controls everything, but seems so unpredictable.
But this mentality is faulty from the onset. We cannot control anything. We think we can because we have calendars we dictate. We have jobs we perform. We’re mothers and fathers who are raising little human beings. We decide whether we’re going to take the direct route to our destination or the scenic route.
It’s this control that we cling to that deceives us into thinking we’ve got it all covered. Then when something, whether it’s a sickness, an internal battle, or job issue becomes a mountain in your way and nothing you can do causes it to move, that’s when freaking out happens.
We worry and fret. We question God and ask: “why in heaven’s name isn’t he moving this mountain?” We try to invoke the name of Jesus and still the mountain doesn’t move. So then we come full circle and pull a grown-up size temper tantrum, whine, or give God the silent treatment. Sometimes we even hold our breath in protest.
God is our hope and our rock. And maybe God is in the mountain and he wants to meet you there.
Our hope, our expectations can be placed in God: the most trustworthy one.
So the next time you run into a mountain, don’t assume it needs to moved, maybe, just maybe, it’s a holy place to meet with God and be transformed.
Holy God, lead us onward and upward to your holy mountain. Give us your perspective on the mountain that won’t move and unveil our eyes to see you. Help us remember that you are bigger than any mountain we face, any loss we may experience, or any gain we receive. You are our refuge, our rock, our mountain we run towards. In Jesus’ name, Amen.