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The Power of the Mountains

 

When challenges arise, I want to runaway, hide, and ignore the problem. Yet, when it’s a challenge at work, that isn’t the best approach. At work, I buckle down, gather all the information I can find, ask for help if needed, and figure out a solution. It is not always easy, and sometimes very stressful. Amid the stress, I remind myself over, and over, that God has a plan, and this challenge will make me a stronger and better person. Do you have the same thought  in challenging situations?

Work has been very challenging for me recently, and after every challenge or stressful moment. I hear God whisper, “I knew you could do it.” And I feel so powerful and accomplished.

Earlier this week, I knew it was going to be a day full of challenges and I looked out my office window and saw this view. It was as if God had put a spotlight on it specifically for me. To remind me of the power that I hold. The mountain is not afraid to stand tall, shine brightest amongst all of nature, and get pummeled with snow ever now and again. So, why should I be afraid of a challenge.
Let mountains be a reminder of the power God gives each of us. Let’s embrace the challenges, stand tall, and know God will get us through anything.

With courage,

Katie


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