Even in moments of peace and assurance where we feel our closest to God, we can still be facing a mountain in our life.
That adversity or trial seems to stretch on before us for miles and miles with no end in sight, and it just gets harder and harder. Our muscles quake from the climb, our feet might have blisters from walking, our arms and legs are covered with blood that has oozed out as we have scraped our hands and knees along the way. The terrain has been tough, and you've considered turning around several times. You started off on this noble quest towards a greatness you thought you were being called to, but now you're so tired that you can barely remember where you're going or why you began this journey to begin with. You hurt. You feel alone. You don't understand.
And yet, our God is still there. He is giving us an unprecedented strength that comes from the Holy Spirit within us that provides a peace with which nothing else can compare. In our weakness we are made stronger. So while it hurts, while it requires sacrifice, while it requires pushing ourselves and challenging ourselves in ways that we never thought possible... we climb these mountains in life with arms outstretched towards the heavens praising God for who He is. We reach out to God so that He can draw nearer to us as we draw closer to Him. Our hands are outstretched because we know without a doubt that He will meet us where we are and help us make it the rest of the way. He will wrap his hand protectively around our own fingers that are dwarfed by His vast presence and He will lead the way. Together we will climb higher and higher until we have reached the top of the mountain.
"I lean not on my own understanding. My life is in the hands of the maker of heaven. I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me. I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open. There's nothing I hold onto."
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