The clouds roll in and we get excited. There is a storm coming and we need it. We need the storm. We need the moisture. We need the snow.
But the storm does something else. It surrounds us. It presses us. The storm covers up all that defines us.
For a moment (a long moment), while we are waiting for the picture of beauty; while we are hoping for the excitement of the snow and the promise of a great season, all we can see is the cloud.
There is no mountain. Only storm.
There is no beauty. Only threat.
There is no majesty. Only fog.
Thus the necessity of faith.
The man poor in spirit looks at the surrounding storm and sees only the storm.
The man of faith looks at the cloud and sees a mountain.
A mountain full of snow.
A mountain full of life.
A mountain full of hope.
I invite you to look up today. God is doing something amazing right in front of you!
Exodus 13:21 “By day the Lord went ahead of them in a pillar of cloud to guide them on their way and by night in a pillar of fire to give them light…”.
God, I see the storm. I want to see the Mountain! Help me, please.