Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Did You Feel the Mountains Tremble?

We just sang this song on Sunday. Little did we know that on Tuesday we would experience it firsthand. I, myself, did not feel the earth moving under my feet but I heard from many friends who did. The news headlines were fixated on it. And, in my head, I kept singing this song.

The news kept the focus on the terror people felt as the buildings shook and tiles and pictures fell to the ground. I am sure that would be a scary experience. But I kept thinking of the mighty hand that can make the mountains tremble.

Living in the valleys of Central Pennsylvania, you cannot help but be moved by the beauty of the mountains all around you. I am amazed every time I see the sun setting behind them or see a rainbow dancing from peak to peak. It is truly breathtaking. As I looked at them last night, I tried to imagine what it would be like to see one actually tremble. I know it would be terrifying. We would run for shelter. But, still, it would be amazing to see.

And the very hand that moves the mountains will be our shelter.

I may not have ever felt the mountains tremble in a literal way but I have stood in the valley of this life and felt the mountains shaking all around me. I have felt as if the earth beneath my feet is slipping away and I am falling into a pit. A pit so deep and dark that I cannot see a way out. I have grasped for something to hold on to, something steady and unshakable. To pull me up and set me on solid ground again.

And the very hand that moves the mountains has been my shelter.

The news may have focused on the science behind the trembling we felt, but I knew there is only One who can make the mountains tremble and the earth quake. Some day all will see Him and bow before Him. The quaking will be our knees as we tremble at His glory and fall at His feet. I long for that day when the mountains will tremble because the people of God are praising Him.

But, for now, I look at the mountains surrounding me. I feel the earth beneath my feet. I enjoy the splendor I see. Knowing that it is just a taste of what is to come. Knowing that there is no reason to fear the trembling of the mountains. Or my own heart.

Because the very hand that moves the mountains is my shelter.

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