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Topic: Mountains (09/20/04)
TITLE: Climb Every Mountain
By Desert Rose
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Another mountain. She cringed at the sight of it. The beautiful mountain, that years ago, she would have taken in ever inch of it, and marveled at its size and color and its every feature.
Now she was cursing its very presence. The resentment was growing and becoming a monster in her heart.
“Hurry up” “You are taking too long to get ready” “Don’t bring that along, we don’t need it” “What’s the matter with you?” “Can’t you walk any faster” “I can’t wait any longer, I’ll meet you up ahead” “Well, you finally made it” “I had my rest, I’m ready to go, you’ll have to rest later or we’ll never make it to the top in time” “You really are out of shape, you really should think about exercising more often”
All these things kept ringing in her head. She had heard them so many times before, that even when he didn’t say them, she still heard them. In her mind she didn’t know why she was still coming, but she knew in her heart why. She couldn’t let go of the dream that she had for their trip up this mountain. She was an artist, not an athlete. She saw this mountain different than he did. She saw it as a flower that wanted to be smelled, a butterfly that wanted to land on her finger, a stream that called to her poor tired feet, a breeze that blew gently through her hair, rocks and trees and land that all climbed to the clouds and cried out to her ‘paint me’. But most of all she saw his hand in hers as he helped her climb this mountain and share every step up it with a child’s delight of discovering its every secret.
He couldn’t understand it. Here was a magnificent mountain that cried out ‘climb me’. The fresh air, the sunshine, a wonderful breeze, a great opportunity for getting exercise and unwinding from their busy schedule. Work was becoming so stressful. He really needed this and he needed to share this with his wife. Their lives were so busy, that they rarely had any time to do something as wonderful as this together. Why is she spoiling this for me?
She resented him for making her want to conquer every mountain with him. He resented her for not being more cheerful on this wonderful outdoor experience, that he needed so desperately. She didn’t want to conquer it, for once she just wanted to take her time to enjoy even just a little piece of it. He needed her to be there for him. She needed him to be there for her.
And so Jesus wept again and cried out to His Father, “If they would only come to me, I could fix this for them” “We have made this beautiful mountain that calls out to both of their hearts” “Couldn’t they just take one minute out of their lives and ask me what We had planned for them” “What do We have to do to get them to listen? Is free will really such a good idea?”
Matthew 11:28Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
37And the Father Himself, who sent Me, has testified of Me. You have neither heard His voice at any time, nor seen His form. 38But you do not have His word abiding in you, because whom He sent, Him you do not believe. 39You search the Scriptures, for in them you think you have eternal life; and these are they which testify of Me. 40But you are not willing to come to Me that you may have life.