Only A Mountain

I must start off by saying how proud I am of my hubby. This month will be 2 years that he has been leased to this company and in March 2012 he was awarded the Driver of the Month and now he has just been awarded the Contractor/Driver of the Year. He is such a dedicated and hard worker. What a blessing it is to work for a company that expresses their appreciation for everything he does.  We prayed long and hard about joining this company and about me joining him on the road. The LORD answered our prayers and opened the doors for us and continues to reaffirm our decisions each and everyday.  Thank you LORD for leading us to a Christian-Based Trucking Co.

Now about our week...not much has happened other than the fact that Carl probably feels like he has Lucy riding with him. I have written before about how I am always doing something that makes him just smile and shake his head. When what he is really thinking is "No, you didn't just say or do that!" I am always singing....ok, well trying... to sing songs to something, Carl says. The problem is I usually only know a few words of the song so I am constantly singing just a phrase from it. For example, when a car speeds by us really fast, Carl will say, "He is cruising." That's my key, "Cruise on down, cruise on down the road." That's all I know...it ends just as fast as it begins. Another problem is that I also change the words or put the wrong tune to the wrong words. The other day he was talking to me and called me "Sugar" and off I went....I kept singing in my head "Sugar, sugar, sugar" but I could not figure out the rest of the song....then it hit me..."Sugar, sugar, sugar, Where are you?" When I sang it to Carl, he laughed and said, "That's the Scooby Doo song. Scooby, Scooby, Scooby! Where are you?" I don't care...I like it my way better and every time he says Sugar guess what goes off in my head.

I may be back at work but my brain is still on vacation!! I have forgotten how to do some very simple things. The other day I was trying to open one of our side boxes to get some straps out but for the life of me it would not open. I went to Carl and was like "The box will not open! The straps or chains are caught on the lock. You are going to have to do it!" So he walks over to it and laughing he says "You have only been back a few days and already tearing up stuff!" He reaches down turns the handle and says "That's how it's done!" I just busted out laughing....I was turning the thing the WRONG way....no wonder it wouldn't open. I stayed home way too long.

We unloaded at Camp Pendleton in CA and loaded right back in Long Beach, CA going to Laredo, TX with a load that had to be TARPED!!! But instead of 3 tarps we used 1 BIG tarp...30x35. That sucker is huge and heavy. But is beats dealing with 3/4 tarps any day. Yes, I am officially back at work.

When we left after the first of the year, Carl and I both said we wanted to stay south where it is warmer and there is no snow....yeah right! It was freezing all week and then Texas received their snow accumulation for the season in one day. We did get to enjoy 1 day of warm weather when we unloaded at Camp Pendleton but now we are sitting in Arizona and the news is saying they are expecting the coldest temperatures they have seen in decades. So much for warmer weather and no snow.

As we have been traveling through the mountains to California and back to Texas, I have once again been admiring their beauty. The mountains in Arizona look like boulders just stacked on top of one another. I told Carl as many times as I have seen them I am still amazed at how the boulders can stay in place like that.  While admiring the beauty of the mountains, I started thinking about the mountains in our lives. I love how the styles and characteristics of the mountains change from region to region. Huge, short, high peaks, rounded ridges, rocky, grassy, full of vegetation, no vegetation, enormous boulders, desert like, mountainous forests; they are all beautiful and magnificent. Just as all the mountains that rise up from the earth are different so are the mountains that rise up in our lives.

I love Jason Castro's song "Only a Mountain".  As we were riding through the mountains I kept singing the words to his song over and over in my head.

Ask like you believe it
Trust like you can see it
Take your fear and say
There's nothing in your way, no oh
Even when it looks big
Even when you feel small
Just a little bit of faith can change it all

This is only a mountain
You don't have to find your way around it
Tell it to move, it'll move
Tell it to fall, it'll fall
This is only a moment
You don't have to let your fear control it
Tell it to move, it'll move
Tell it to fall, it'll fall

Matthew 17:20 says "Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you."

There is a cross at the very top of this mountain

My parents took some of their grandchildren to Stone Mountain for "Snow Days" before Christmas. My 4 year old nephew wanted to go to the gift store and buy a red train because he had lost his that he had gotten from an earlier trip. But my mother told him they couldn't go because it was raining. He told her he was going to pray to God that He would stop the rain. He prayed, "God thank you for stopping the rain. Thank you that we can go to the store. Amen!" They were almost at the campground and when they got there the sun was shining. He prayed with all the faith in the world that God would stop the rain...not a doubt in his mind! That is the kind of faith we need to have....a childlike faith! With a childlike faith we need to pray "God please move that mountain. Thank you God for moving the mountain, Amen!"

We sometimes get so caught up in doing things ourselves and trying to be so independent when what we really need...is to be dependent on Jesus Christ. Big or small...we will never be able to move the mountains...but God....He can move them! All it takes is a little bit of faith, faith of a mustard seed, a childlike faith. This is only a mountain, tell it to move, it'll move! Tell it to fall, it'll fall!

Oh, by the way...yes my parents took my nephew to the store but he decided not to get a red train. He got a jet...2 of them!

Matthew 18:3-4 "Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven."

Til We Meet Again!
Only by Grace!
  Lynne