In the New Testament (Matthew 17: 15-20 (KJV)), a man comes to Jesus and his disciples. He asks Jesus to have mercy on his son, for he is hurting himself and his father seeks healing for him. He tells Jesus that he brought his son to the disciples, and they could not cure him.

Jesus rebuked the devil; and it departed out of him: and the child was cured from that very hour.

The disciples wanted to know why they could not cast him out.

Jesus responds: “Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.

I have faced many mountains in my life. The other day, I had this thought come into my mind: When were mountains moved from your path in life?

I immediately wrote this question in the note app on my phone. Sitting in a doctor’s office, I came up with four mountains that were moved in my life just in the last decade. Three more mountains from the previous decade. I am going to continue writing them down as they come to me.

At first thought, I would not say that these mountains were moved by my faith. But as I ponder on the size of the mustard seed, I realize that I didn’t need much faith for the mountain to be moved.

I want to be very clear; I was not miraculously healed from infertility. But God made a way for us to become parents. As we continued on the journey to begin IVF, a path through the mountain was presented. It wasn’t an easy path. It had a lot of tricky steps along the way. But as I listened to instruction, we made it through that mountain.

As we tried again to continue building the family that I felt so strongly needed to come, that mountain became larger and more impossible to climb. I was determined though.

Eventually, the entire mountain was removed from my path and another path was presented to me. The mustard seed of faith removed the mountain. But I will tell you that it took much more than a mustard seed of faith to proceed on the new path.

I was angry. I was frustrated. I was exhausted, mentally, physically, and most of all emotionally. I did not want to travel the path that was presented to me. I sat down in silent protest at the start of that path and just stewed upon my feelings. It was not pretty.

God new that I needed a nudge. He then showered many angels on earth upon me over a 24-hour period. The last angel He sent to me was the reason I knew it was all from Him. He knew she would listen and act upon the promptings of the Spirit. He also knew that I would know for a surety when she spoke with me that she was giving me a message from God.

I did not like the new path that was presented. But God knows all. He knows what is best for us. He knows the end from the beginning. I had to have faith in Him that He would not lead me astray. That He would not ask something of me that I am uncapable of doing. That He will send me help along the way. He will meet my effort and magnify it with His power.

During this journey that He asked me to travel, more mountains blocked the way. As I prayed with my little mustard seed of faith, He presented me with mountains moved. I never thought of these situations (answers to prayers) as mountains being moved.

I want to see them that way from now on. It brings me great joy. It helps me to see the reward of faith and the love of God in my everyday life.

This summer, I was able to travel to Utah and see my parents twice. They live in Texas, and we don’t see each other often enough. There were two family reunions, and I was planning to attend both of them.

My father cares for his brother and it was looking like he wouldn’t be able to come. Through a series of little miracles, a mountain was moved, and my father was able to not only come to the reunion, but he even got to sit with my mother on the airplane. She had previously bought her tickets, and he didn’t even hope to sit with her. What a wonderful surprise that was.

The next reunion a few months later had a similar situation where it was looking as if my dad wouldn’t make it. I talked on the phone with my parents a little while before the trip. He asked me a question, and in my mind, I had a clear suggestion to make to him.

As we ended the call, I remember telling my parents that we just needed to have faith, and God would make a way.

It turns out that as he followed this suggestion, things fell into place for him to be able to find care for his brother and come to the second reunion. I know without a doubt that this mountain was removed for my parents.

What mountains have been moved or removed from your path in life? Write them down. See God’s hand in your life. Feel Their love for you. It is there.