THE SUMMIT by Eric D. Johnson Copyright 2002
Monday, May 25th, 2009The Summit
The mountain before me was enormous. I began my climb steady and sure. Soon I ran into obstacles, Some places I slid back down the mountain almost to my death. The mountain seemed to be winning.
I could feel the force of the mountain trying to keep me from my goal. But I fought my way through. Finally the Summit was in view.
It was then the climb became the most difficult. The steep loose rocks made the final journey hopeless. I slid down the rocks. I was hurt, tired and had lost hope.
Suddenly, I felt a force touching me. I turned quickly and there I saw him. It was Jesus! I grabbed both his hands and knelt at his feet. He said to me, “Oh my child, I’ve been reaching out to you – your entire journey, but you pushed me away and went your own direction.” As I cried at my savior’s feet, he lifted me up. We drifted off the mountain.
Instead of rising to the top of the Summit, we glided down to the base of the mountaiin. Jesus said to me, “If you say to this mountain be cast iinto the sea and do not doubt in your heart, it shall be done.” I stood there looking at the mountain. It was an enormous towering obstacle. I asked myself, “Did I have enough faith?” Then I looked at Jesus. Two eyes looked back and me who had been where I was before. He had felt fear and loneliness. He had been hurt and unloved by others. With my eyes still focused on Jesus, I said in a loud voice, “Mountain be cast into the Sea!”
The earth began to shake furiously. Rocks and boulders tumbled to my feet. Something of incredible size and power was happening behind me, but I kept my focus on the Saviour. I heard water and waves splashing up.
Then there was a great calm. I stood there looking in the eyes of Jesus. Love Joy and Peace cane over me that I could not explain. I did not have to look back anymore. I knew God had removed the mountain.