Sometimes a Mountain

What is there about human nature that causes us to draw closer to God in troubled times, rely on His love and strength; then, when He brings us through safely and things get calm again we thank Him and in the peace and quiet that follows we begin to feel entitled and self-sufficient once again? You would think it would be during the blessed times of peace and comfort that we would be so grateful that we would celebrate God’s presence in our lives. Like the Israelites we soon forget the miracle that that got us this far. I have been through that cycle more times than I care to remember. However, at this stage of my life, the pain, weakness and limitations of age are a constant reminder of my need for the Lord to lead me and allow me to continually lean on Him every step of my way; every day; in every situation.

I have felt God’s Spirit within me since I accepted Christ as my savior, but so many times I have taken control of my life and in spite of His prompting from the back seat, I would wind up in a ditch begging Him to take the wheel again. It is so sad that it has taken me this long to constantly trust and rely on Him in good times as well as rough ones.   

As usual, there is a song that touches me deeply as I think about those times God has brought me back to Him. “I faced a mountain that I never faced before; that’s why I’m calling on the Lord. I know it’s been awhile, Lord. Please hear my prayer. I need you like I never have before. Sometimes it takes a mountain; sometimes a troubled sea; sometimes it takes a desert to get a hold of me. Your love is so much stronger than whatever troubles me. Sometimes it takes a mountain to trust you and believe.” That song has become one of my personal worship songs and it always brings tears to my eyes. God has turned my tears of fear and regret to tears of joy. He will do the same for you.