Early in the morning, as Jesus was on his way back to the city, he was hungry. Seeing a fig tree by the road, he went up to it but found nothing on it except leaves. Then he said to it, “May you never bear fruit again!” Immediately the tree withered.
When the disciples saw this, they were amazed. “How did the fig tree wither so quickly?” they asked.
Jesus replied, “Truly I tell you, if you have faith and do not doubt, not only can you do what was done to the fig tree, but also you can say to this mountain, ‘Go, throw yourself into the sea,’ and it will be done. If you believe, you will receive whatever you ask for in prayer.”
Matthew 21:18-22 (NIV)
| we are powerless, we cannot be restored on our own. |
We need faith. We need the One,
without whom not a single mountain moves.
It’s mountain moving time, but I need to be transparent about it, because someone is always watching. I need it to be known that while I don’t know any better than to keep moving forward, my raggedy-ann self is NOT ALWAYS TOGETHER. Sometimes I phone it in, but I keep it moving. I move ahead because that’s what sharks do, we swim because we have to. Don’t think, just swim. So, if I can’t give up, and I can’t go back, I need faith without doubt, because it’s mountain moving time.
Several of my people are really going through, right now. I had a friend send a 911 alert for prayer warriors to get up and on their knees. When I am called to action, I get busy. I did call, I did pray, and she tells me things are moving forward. It’s mountain moving time.
I got an email from someone who really matters to me, and she is feeling kind of low. There are things pressing on her and weighing her down, and I need her to know that we’re all just trying to do the best we can, and if the people who genuinely care for you can’t understand your having an off day or an off-season, then they shouldn’t be along for the ride. There’s a place for those folks, but not on our bus. We’ve got things to do; it’s mountain moving time.
So, how do you move a mountain? Faith. Faith means you do anyway. Faith means dragging yourself out of bed when you’re too weary to move at all, because He promises that if you do this one thing, He will meet you there. Faith means knowing that on our own, we always fail. No matter our situations, resources, talent and natural ability, you name it, it’s not enough for us to succeed without God. Every confession of faith, every sinner’s prayer, every single 12 step program I’ve ever heard about confirms two fundamental assertions….a) that we are ultimately powerless, and b) we cannot be restored on our own. We need faith. We need the One, without whom not a single mountain moves.
So, in faith, solely by faith, it’s time we moved mountains. We begin by acknowledging our weakness, our frailties, our fears, that we are broken. And having done that, we give thanks and keep showing up, because the mountains are about to get out of our way.
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