God Maker of Mountains

Psalms 102:25-27
Of old hast thou laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands. They shall perish, but thou shalt endure: yea, all of them shall wax old like a garment; as a vesture shalt thou change them, and they shall be changed:
But thou art the same, and thy years shall have no end.

Have you ever really looked at a mountain? When you look at a mountain do you only see a large mound of dirt and rock or do you see a work of God’s hand. Think of a mountain. Imagine its high soaring peaks and crags, its deep valleys and dense forests. Imagine its age, with some of its trees being hundreds of years old, not to mention the rock itself. A thing as daunting as a mountain can seem unchangeable, almost permanent. Yet with the wave of God’s hand it can disappear.

It is more than something to walk over or go around or stand on top of. In truth a mountain is a living breathing creation of God. It is alive and ever changing. It is home to many of God’s creatures. Valleys are carved by the flowing of streams and blowing of the wind. The panoramas of peaks we enjoy are sculpted slowly, over thousands of years, into their present grandeur. Now, while a thousand years may seem a long time to us. In 2 Peter 3:8 we are told, “But beloved, be not ignorant of this one thing, that one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as a day.” Our God is ever living, eternal, and truly unchangeable. He is also all powerful and is in control.

Many go the mountain top seeking God. It was once said that God gives us mountains to teach us how to climb. I feel He also give us mountains, both physical and spiritual, so that we can be drawn closer to Him. Are the mountains the only place we can find God? Of course not but we may have to climb a mountain to gain complete understanding. Yea though I walk through the valley He is my guide. For in the valley we may be weak but there He is the strongest. God is always there no matter where we walk. We have but to take His hand.

As the ages of men change, as the problems and persecutions shift, and our lives transition from consistency to catastrophe, God is there and interested in who we are and what we do. Our God exists: apart from the changing seasons, apart from the rising sun and setting moon, apart from a nation’s wealth and dominance, apart from our personal prosperity or poverty. He can make a sun rise bringing light to the world with all its vibrant colors and hues. It is short lived and is never the same again. Yet God can make another more beautiful than the one before and each is original. He can take a wrenched sinner and turn them into a powerful force for His glory. He is the potter and we are the clay.