Still There

          Three days ago, we were driving to Marysville, Washington to visit family.  I’ve been on that road many times.  I remember when I was about six, I looked out the window and saw Mount Pilchuck.  I have always looked out the window at this one particular place of the road just to stare at the mountain, and how it comes to a perfect point on top.

          But this time, I couldn’t see it.  Does that mean I believe that it up and moved while I was away?  No, of course not!  That’s silly!  I had faith that it was still there behind all the clouds and smoke in the air.

          Could I prove that the mountain was still there from my back seat of the Transit?  No, I couldn’t prove it.  But I have seen the mountain there time and time again.  I knew that it was still there.

          God can be like that sometimes.  Sometimes we see His presence in our lives very clearly, while other times we don’t see Him at all.  But that doesn’t mean that God left.  He is still there.  His foundation is stronger than that of Mount Pilchuck’s.

          Sometimes I look at my life in the present and I can see how God was there just then.  But there were some dark and cloudy moments in my life where I couldn’t see God in that moment, when I was terribly sad, and troubled.  As I look back now though, I can see that God really was still there.  All my life He has been faithful to His word about never leaving me or forsaking me!  One of God’s names is Jehovah Shammah; The Lord is There.

          As we were driving past that particular part of the road today, with the somewhat clear sky, I could see that Mount Pilchuck still stood in its same spot.  Although I didn’t see it just three days ago, I see now that it truly was still there.  So with the faith I have that Mount Pilchuck was still there, I can believe that God is still here with me, and He will always be right by my side if I abide in Him.