Who Can Build A Mountain?

Who can build a mountain? Who can fasten it to the earth?

Who can buy or sell it?  Who can tell it's worth?

We go to it for comfort; for strength, for help, for rest.

And we know it is a gift from Him who knows us best!

For when we feel walls closing in; cares pressing hard and strong.

When life's matters push and pull us as they carry us along.

He gently stirs within us this desire to break free.

To turn our backs on noise and bussle and to the mountains flee.

While walking there we breath in air, we lift our tired eyes.

Behold the beauty so high above and in our hearts our spirits rise.

The rocks, the crevasses, the peaks, the jagged spires.

Our thoughts turn to their creator and within our heart inquires?

Who built this massive structure?  Who put it in it's place?

Who paints it, and with each season gives it it's pleasant face?

Somehow he knows just what we need and so freely He does give.

In the mountains, we see His splendor.  And our hearts again can live!

~MJB