Letting God Move Your Mountains

photo by Henry Hemming

photo by Henry Hemming

A couple weeks ago, I was out of it. I was tired. I was looking at a God that I always knew was there and felt like I was just starring at a blank space. I was exhausted. I was living in a world that was asking me where my God was, and looking up and trying to find him amidst the world.

The past few weeks, I got it handed to me. I don’t know what “it” is exactly, but I do know that it was not handed to me on a silver platter at a desirable time. I also know that whatever “it” was—I didn’t really want it. I didn’t want the stress, the pressure, or the other things that showed up on my lap, but I didn’t have a choice.

All at once, I felt like I was watching my life evaporate. Less-than-desirable grades, rejected applications. Illness and sickness, pure exhaustion. I was looking left and right. I wasn’t looking up, but I was looking down at the mess I was in. I was letting my circumstance determine my God’s sovereignty.

Matthew 17:20 says, "Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."

This is an incredibly common and universally used verse. It is inspiring and encouraging, but lately I have learned how little I use that day-to-day. I doubt God’s sovereignty when I get a no from an internship application; I doubt His goodness when I study hours for an exam and get a grade lower than I expected. I question His plan when I get sick; I wonder about His ways when I pray and don’t get the answer I want.

A mustard seed is small—super, super small—and if I have faith that small, tiny amount, The Lord tells me I can move mountains. Yet when I am in a moment of disappointment or sheer pain, I barely think I can lift a finger. If I have faith the size of half of my pinky nail, I can move mountains? Well here’s the thing, I cannot move mountains. I can barely get out of my bed some mornings. But God, Christ in me, can. Moving a mountain for him is a small task that He wants to do for us.

Let God move your mountains.