When Mountains Won’t Budge

To the mountain that before me lay,

I brought my sharpened axe and pick.

Although I tunneled with all my might,

I barely even made a nick.

 

To the mountain that before me lay,

I brought my shovel and started to dig,

But no way under could be found,

The foot of the mountain was just too big.

 

On the mountain that before me lay,

Sticks of dynamite I did place

I tried to bring the mountain down,

But only succeeded to dent its face.

 

To the mountain that before me lay,

I brought a rope and gear to climb,

Up the side of the mount I scaled,

But a way over the top I didn’t find.

 

To the mountain that before me lay,

I brought tools to make a path around,

Though many routes were attempted and tried,

A way around could not be found.

 

Exhausted I slumped down to the ground,

As fierce emotions welled up in me.

For how could my steps forward go

With a mountain so big in front of me?

 

Then I pulled out the Word of God,

Within its pages I found this truth,

Within the hand of Almighty God,

Mountains are tools that He does use.

 

Some mountains are used to teach me patience,

And root out the weeds of my frustration,

So that with peace I learn to wait,

On God with hopeful anticipation.

 

Some mountains are used to teach contentment,

So that a complainer I’ll no longer be.

Instead with a heart that is full of thanks,

I’ll praise my God for whatever may be.

 

Some mountains are used to transform my mind,

And the attitudes of my heart to refine.

So that I’ll more clearly reflect my Lord,

In the thoughts and attitudes that are mine.

 

Some mountains are used to teach me this lesson,

They won’t be budged by my strength or skill,

Only a heart filled with mustard seed faith

Can move a mountain when its God’s will.

 

Regardless of their size, shape or form,

Every mountain has a purpose divine.

God uses their presence within my life,

So that more like Jesus I’ll truly shine.