Thrown into the Sea

I have faced down the active mountain
Doubt has little left that it can question
Faith has firmly honed sharp steel edges
that sliced the mountain into wedges

The old me would not have approved
as I had assumed the mountain moved
all at once, leaving the ground whole
Vices, now behind fragments of my soul

Many have been conquered and replaced
with undeserved virtues; God has graced
While what in front is still a high hill
I no longer consider it insurmountable

To reach the summit I need to consume
grain from the earth, let faith make room
for new life, well past sustaining energy
That can throw the mountain into the sea

Amen, I say to you, whoever says to this mountain, ‘Be lifted up and thrown into the sea,’ and does not doubt in his heart but believes that what he says will happen, it shall be done for him.

Christ never said the entire mountain was going to move all at once; He said faith in our heart will make it happen. So my heart has to grow a little by little, one tiny slice at a time.  The mountains of doubt, of sin, of vices are being stripped away and replaced slowly but surely.  I can no longer deny that I must express what is welling up inside.  There is something there stronger than whatever I can be on my own.

For further reflection: Mark 11