If you asked me to choose mountains or beach, I’d choose beach every time. But I love the mountains, too. Living in California all my life, both mountain and ocean were always close by. Growing up, my family spent many summer vacations in Yosemite. I will always love the breathtaking beauty of Half Dome and Glacier Point. For 36 years, Van and I lived in the Rancho Cucamonga area, where Cucamonga Peak and Mount Baldy stood watch over the Cucamonga Valley. Now we live in Prescott Valley, Arizona, and the Bradshaw mountain range circles the valley. The mountains here, especially the granite dwells, look different from the mountains I knew in California, each rock different.

The mountains remind me of the steadfastness of God. Over and over, Scripture declares God to be the Rock. A strong tower and refuge.

For who is God but the Lord? And who is a rock except our God? (Psalm 18:31)

The Rock! His work is perfect, for all His ways are just. A God of faithfulness and without injustice. Righteous and upright is he. (Deuteronomy 32:4)

Oh God, my salvation, and my glory rest. The rock of my strength, my refuge is God. (Psalm 62:7)

But the Lord has been my stronghold. And my God the rock of my refuge. (Psalm 94:22)

When I look out the window in our dining room and family room, I see the mountains in the distance. They stand, silently testifying to the power of God.

Since we started our retirement adventure, leaving California and moving to a new everything, our journey has been easy. Only a minor glitch here or there and those easily resolved. But I know life won’t continue to be smooth. When struggles and trials come, no matter how big or small, I look to the mountains and remember my God is the Rock.



I lift my eyes to the mountains. Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth (Psalm 121:1-2).

He is always available, always longing to offer His comfort and peace. The mountains remind me to look up, to call on God instead of trying to deal with problems and conflict on my own. If I can’t see the mountain because of fog or if I ever lived where there were no mountains, I know God is still there. Just because I can’t see Him, He never leaves or forsakes me (Deuteronomy 31:6 and Hebrews 13:5). He stands, strong and unmoving, ready to protect me if I run to Him.

Prayer for Help, Lift My Eyes to the Mountains

Oh, Lord, You are my Rock. My strength and refuge. I lift my eyes to the mountains, knowing my help comes from You, the Maker of heaven and earth. Nothing can change Your plan. Calm the turmoil in my heart and mind. Help me to be still in the shelter of Your love. I trust You to protect in this hard time. Thank You for Your strength and power. I hide in You. Amen

This is Day Twelve of the #write21days2017 challenge. To read the previous posts in #pray31daysforyourhome, click here.

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