There it stood so majestic and tall. Reminding me with every glance why I couldn’t move on. Continually demanding my
attention and allegiance to the unyielding wall it created. As long as it was there I would never reach my destination. As long as it was there I would stay in this valley of death. What was on the other side I had no way of knowing but had been told of
the beauty and the peace. Oh how I longed to see for myself. Yet the steps taken up this mountain were like swimming alone in frigid water with enormous weights upon my back. It seemed that with every step my feet would slip and I could find no footing to place them in. So many times I have began the climb only to slide right back down and fall flat on my face. Dusting myself off once again trying to steady myself I lift my head only to find the mountain was still there. Others would come and encourage me saying, “you can make this climb! All you need is determination and you can do this!” I would then feel the strength to give it another shot. With the purest intentions I readied myself to trek another time only to fall flat on my face again. I have prayed and believed, questioned and doubted. I’ve cried so many tears I could fill an ocean yet there I stood on the wrong side of a mountain in my life. I had considered just building a nice home there in the valley and enjoying the beauty of the mountainside but the spirit that still lives within me would not let me rest. I have traveled its base trying to find ulfillment. Looking for a way, any way to get past but like an immovable rock it stood, an impossibility, a mountain in my life. Suddenly I hear the spirit say, “Speak to this mountain and it will move!” I had tried everything in my own strength. I thought I was doing the right thing but climbing was of my own strength. Speaking was supernatural. God spoke creation into existence. Again it came like a harsh wind “Amy, speak to this mountain. If you will say to this mountain be removed and cast into the sea and do not doubt in your heart but believe what you say will happen, it will be done for you. Whatever you pray and ask for believe that
you have received it and it will be yours.”
One last time I surveyed the valley, allthat was here was death I could stay no longer. So, I lifted my head from the valley and forced myself to face the mountain allowing my eyes to scan every inch from the bottom all the way to the top and said,
“Mountain, be moved in Jesus name!” “You will no longer stand in my way. You will no longer block my view and keep me from the place God has destined for me. In the name of Jesus and with the uthority He has given me I say Mountain be removed!”
…..and the mountain moved
