Moving a Mountain with Jesus

Well, maybe it wasn’t exactly a mountain, but it sure wouldn’t have moved without Jesus helping out.

Getting ready for our Friends and Family Tea includes lots of cleaning and furniture moving. This year I thought it would be a good idea to move the round oak dining table from the enclosed porch to the dining room for beverages.


Two bad weather days off from school were perfect for moving the furniture. I had my plan on what to move where, when, in order to get the table from the porch to the dining room. 

​Do you remember these puzzles? We used to get them as party favors or at the “five and dime” stores. That’s what moving furniture is like to me. 

I was on a roll, kinda. Dining chairs out? Check. Dining floor cleaned? Check. Path cleared through the living room? Check. It was time to move the biggest puzzle piece (the oak table) to its place in the middle (the dining room).

Unfortunately, I forgot two things. The table weighs at least a ton, and there’s about a three inch lip from the porch into the living room. 

Better make that three things. My knee is doing fabulous since full replacement last summer, but it can still only bend so far.

Too much pride causes trouble. Be sensible and
take advice.
​Proverbs 13:10 CEV

Too bad Maisie wasn’t filming my ridiculous antics, pushing, pulling, climbing over furniture. And it was all because my pride said I could move it all in my own strength.

I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and difficulties for Christ’s sake. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
​2 Corinthians 12:10 GNT


I finally collapsed on the couch wondering how I was ever going to get the table unstuck from the porch doorway.  Dear Reader, have you gotten stuck lately? Do you think the Lord steps back, crosses His heavenly arms, and just shakes His head at us?

By the time the ice pack on my knee melted, I realized my biggest error. I hadn’t asked Jesus to help me. Well, dah!

And He did! A big task went from impossible to done, but only because I asked Jesus to help me move the “mountain” of furniture with me.

(In case you’re wondering, James had planned a unicorn theme for Gracie. The tower in the center is donut unicorn horn.)

Dear Reader, is there a “mountain” that you’re trying to move these days?  It’s easy to get caught up in pride and impatience, and trying to move it on our own, isn’t it?

I’m praying, Dear Reader, that you are wiser than me when it comes to inviting Jesus into the work at hand. Happy mountain climbing!

0 thoughts on “Moving a Mountain with Jesus”

  1. Oh golly, this is so ME! I’ve tried moving my own mountains – I learned my lesson well. Thank you for reminding me. Hope your knee is better.

    1. Alice V. Walters

      This is weird, but Susan, I’m so glad to hear that I’m not the only one! Why are we so stubborn? Maybe we have to fall flat on our faces in order to learn those lessons well.
      Yes, my knee is better, so much better, accept when I forget to be careful. Thanks for stopping by!

  2. Alice, I can sooo relate to you on this one. Time and time again, I dive into an endeavor, and as I’m floundering around and struggling my way through, I realize I haven’t even turned to the Lord to ask for help. May this be the first place we turn in all things! Thanks for the reminder!

  3. Take good care of that knee, and thank you for sharing your lesson learned with this stubborn girl.

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