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Faith Like a Mustard Seed

The mustard seed is a tiny seed that when planted becomes a large bush. Jesus said to the disciples, "...if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.” (Matt 17:20, ESV). This was something I was praying about earlier this week for JM whose faith is struggling. As I was taking my babygirl to a friend's house tonight and holding back my own tears, half-listening to the radio as I sat at a light, I heard the DJ at the local radio station, 95.5 The Fish, say, "faith like a mustard seed..." and then played these two songs below back to back.

Kutless, "What Faith Can Do"

Francesca Battistelli - Giants Fall
As I drove up the street after dropping my daughter off, I had this crazy peace come over me as I knew God was telling me that He has this in His hands. He was telling me to not lose hope. To keep the faith. That He is the one in control and not the circumstances I felt were about to unfold. And unfold they did, but still I know who my hope and future rests in and He is trustworthy. He is faithful. He can move mountains. I know that for a fact because He moved a mountain out of my life once before. When God shows us who He is and how He answers, we, His sheep, know His "voice" and trust in Him.

Thank you, Lord, that even though I don't know how or when or what this will all look like, that I know YOU and You will do what is best and right. I trust in You, Lord.

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