There will always be a mountain in front of me.
Standing in between me and what God has for me next.
And whether my mustard seed-sized faith causes that moutain to move from here to there.
Or if I have to climb it.
God has something He wants to show me on the other side.
I praise Jesus for every mountain He sets before me with the promise that if I walk with Him faithfully, a glorious view that only He could create awaits me.