Monday, February 8, 2016
Mountains, Butterflies, and Sleighs
Today I stopped over to my internet friend Sharon's cyber home and read a powerful post and analogy about God being like a mountain in our lives. Solid, never moving. It was just what I needed to hear today as the problems in life began to appear like mountains. Immovable and never-ending. The Bible tells us we are to "cast those problem mountains into the sea", but sometimes the mountains become so much bigger than my God as I focus on them...speaking to them and commanding them to be gone. Sometimes I forget that I need to tell the problem how big my God is, NOT tell God how big my problem is.
God, in His love and wisdom, presented me with Sharon's words of insight this morning, and peace settled right back into my soul. It can be so easy to take our focus off of what God has done for us, how much He loves us, and wants what is best for us.
We have been praying for friends and family, and friends of friends and family who are in storms and finding the "mountain shrouded by fog" like Sharon spoke of today. Dear sweet children like Steven and Samuel who are fighting cancer and dear James and his medical challenges. Friends and family who battle the disease called cancer ~~Dale, Kris, Barb, Jo. Myself as I wearily prepare for cataract surgery the end of the month. Those who search for answers. And our sweet friend, A. ,who battles Lyme with such grace and deep faith in our God. Our hearts break for those who are walking through storms. The thief comes to steal, kill, and destroy.
When life gets in the way and screams at us on a level that is hard to ignore, we can get lost in the voices that speak death and destruction. When we are in a vulnerable place, the future can look uncertain. Some might wonder where God is in the midst of it all. He is here. Solid, immovable. Offering abundant life.
Last night Bethel had their baptismal service and I listened as person after person, and child after child shared why they wanted to be baptized. Over and over I heard.....because Jesus died for me....loves me......healed me.......Never changing is our God.
This morning as we meditated and prayed about our future, saying "yes" to God at all cost, I saw clearly Joel and I being held in the large hand of God. We were holding hands, and also each of us had hold of a finger of God's as we moved around swiftly and with such grace that soon it was like we were on a butterfly as we soared and yet then seemed to glide across an invisible ice as if in a sleigh. It was Wonderful. We were in the Father's hand together and all was well.
He is here. He walks beside us holding our hand. He walks before us preparing the way. He walks behind us because He has us covered. He carries us because He loves us. with such a deep unfathomable love. And sometimes we soar on the wings of a butterfly or glide in a sleigh with Him on our journey. He is always with us. Always. Solid, immovable like a mountain. The great I AM holding us in the palm of His hand.