The Mover of Mountains

To the Mover of Mountains:

I see you. I see your mountains, your majestic peaks

Your breathtaking vistas that you have painted

With a hand that can wield a sword

And can wipe a tear

In the power of the storm

And in the lacey labyrinth of a snowflake

In your detailed care of creation

Even as it groans

Pleading for renewal, rest, eternity. 


I see you.  In your daily provision

For my life, 

Orchestrating the melody of goodness

Through harmonies of the unexpected

Colors of discord which long for resolve

Weaving lines of beauty, shimmering light

Escaping from dark shadows of durge.


I see you.  In the stories of old

Your hand of power and promise

Your works of wonder

Your arm stretched out to your people

To deliver.


See me. In my anguish and heartbreak

In my pain and longing

In my want and need

As I labor to trust

Have mercy on me,

See me. 


See me.  As waters rise around

In the desert of unknown

As the enemy crouches

Eager to destroy my young

See me.


See me.  To the God who moves mountains

Who makes possible the impossible

Who creates something out of nothing

Who made man out of dust

Who has destroyed the enemy

And has declared victory over death

And sorrow

See me.


You see me.  You are the pillar of fire

In the night, as I walk the path

You have laid before me

You are the cloud of protection by day

Guarding me from destruction

From despair

Enveloping me like a mother’s arms

You see me.


You see me.  Your eyes are ever upon me

Always seeing, always knowing.

Even when I am tossed upon the waves

That come with life

Your hand reaches out to save me

Extending grace and mercy

Because that is who you are.

You see me.


I see you


You see me.

Have mercy.

Wintertime view from Mt. Titlis in Switzerland. The Titlis is a mountain, located on the border between the Swiss cantons of Obwalden and Bern.


14 And when they came to the crowd, a man came up to him and, kneeling before him,15 said, “Lord, have mercy on my son….”  [And Jesus answered,] “For truly, I say to you, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.”

~ Matthew 17: 14-15, 20.


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