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Moving Mountains


Have you ever had a time when life is going as perfect as perfect can be?
You are walking your path with some pep in your step.....
Excited with how things are evolving in life....
Happy as happy can be....
And then out of no where a mountain shows up dead center in your path. 
A mountain  so huge, you feel as though you will never climb over it; one that seems  indestructible never to be moved. 
A mountain that has blocked your path and distorted your vision. 
I have many times in my life and honestly I am not fond of them at all.

When facing a mountain my initial response has not always been words of faith.
I reacted from fleshy emotions and not my spiritual armor.  

"Please say it isn't so."  
I cried out. 
"Why?"  I ask.
"Are you serious God?"
" Please tell me you are joking?!?"
I was shocked and overwhelmed with emotions. 
I was tired and scared. 
Angry, frustrated, disappointed and hurt. 
I honestly had no clue how to conquer this particular mountain.  
This was not a mountain I fore saw.....
I had no inkling it was even approaching.

I told God, like he didn't already know, " I have had to stand in faith for mountains to move too many times in my life, do I really have to face this one?"
" You can blink your eye, snap your finger or say the word and it will be gone!!!"
"Just move it already please!!!!"

However His timing is not my timing.
And my list of reasons were just that ; "my" list. 
Instead of removing my mountain immediately.....
He spoke to my heart. 
In all his grace He showed me for some mountains to be moved truth had to prevail.....
Healing must flow.....
Trust had to grow.....
And fear needed to be removed. 

The words of encouragement began to flow within....
Trust
Peace
Protector
Defender
Shield
Victory
Beautiful words of encouragement and strength. 

But honestly I did not want words, I wanted action, immediate action. 
I did not want to "stand" strong. I had no desire to tackle this unwanted, undesirable, ginormous mountain that stood in my way. 
Fear of the unknown had swallowed my very being.
No longer did trust reside in my heart and the person that was emerging from my soul had become jaded and angry...... Again.
I did not like becoming that person. 
A woman who no longer holds to hope and trust,but clings to brokenness and anger. 
I had come so far and did not want to go back. 

As I stood there looking at that mountain, I purposed in my heart I would keep pushing. 
I would not allow this very thing to destroy me. 
I chose to conquer this mountain.
I decided to be victorious regardless of my emotions. 
It was then my daddy God loving spoke to me and said......

Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. 

We  all eventually encounter a  mountain, a hill and even have to walk through a valley.
 It's standing on  faith that gets us through.....
It's standing on faith and in HIS grace that gets me through!!
I have learned a great deal through my life's mountains. 
My relationship with my daddy God becomes stronger.
I become stronger.
I have a higher level of trust and belief that all things work for the good of those who love Christ. 
I have learned his timing is the best timing even when I don't understand. 
And on the days I am climbing my mountain,  regardless if I am kicking my way through, He never leaves nor forsakes me. 

Are you starring at a mountain right now? 
Do you not see an end in sight?
Trust , no matter the size of the mountain, by faith it will be moved. 
He is a faith God!

My prayer today is no matter what mountains you may be facing, you can see the hand of our daddy God giving you strength. 
I pray you have no fear but a spirit of courage and boldness....
I pray for peace and wisdom.......
I declare victory!!

Moving Mountains.......

xoxox
Stacey

Matthew 17:20
So Jesus said to them, " Because of your unbelief;for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, Move from here to there, and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you. 

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