When Mountains Move.

A mountain moved today. It wasn’t one you’ve heard of and it didn’t cause any damage. In fact, it did a world of good. My soul shook as God changed the landscape of my heart. It surprised me, as any tremor would, but you would think I would be used to it by now; especially living in Southern California and especially with the history I have watching God work.

Why am I so surprised when I say “yes” to God and things start happening? It never fails. For 40 years, when I walk in obedience to His voice, stuff begins to move. Not always quickly or easily, but definitely shifting occurs.

This morning a friend and I were having breakfast, talking about life, ministry and wanting to be in alignment with God’s movement. We both made the commitment to not just say we wanted to make a difference in people’s lives, but we vowed to put it to action; something we had talked far too long about and didn’t do.

So, I got home and wrote an email to a business acquaintance and asked if he would be interested in using his resources to assist us in making a difference. It took me longer to write the email than to get a response of enthusiastic support.

Why am I surprised? Maybe it’s the disciple’s syndrome. “Oh me of little faith.” Maybe it’s the other times that I do ask and get no response. Sometimes what I ask for and what God asks for are completely different. That is when static energy takes effect. But when what I ask for and what God asks for are in alignment, mountains move.

A mountain moved today. Did you feel it? I did. Maybe it was in me. Maybe it was in the spiritual realm. Maybe both. You may not have felt it, but you will see the result of the global shift. How do I know? Because when God moves mountains, things change.