“I tell you the truth, if you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it would move. Nothing would be impossible.” (Jesus in Matthew 17:20)
I don’t stand on the mountain summits and command thunder and earthquakes. There is no fire and no storm that comes from me. I can do nothing. I just cling to You, very close, my mighty God. I meet You in the soft whisper that doesn’t move mountains; the soft whisper that’s not like a fiery earthquake on the earth.
“The Lord said, ‘Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord, for the Lord is about to pass by.’ Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.” (1 Kings 19:11-12; NIV)
On my knees before you filled with gladness
I am not strong. I do not fight great battles. I don’t do anything great. I have only You, my mighty Jesus. And that’s all I need. It is only You, my glorious, glorious, glorious Jesus. You have saved me for eternity to enjoy everlasting life with You. Only you did that. And that’s enough for me. That always keeps me grateful on my knees in front of You.
I do not need miracles. I do not need signs, neither in the sky nor on the earth. I have You. And You are the One I stand by. May the demons try to push me and kick me and knock me over, I stand with You, my mighty Jesus, and nothing and nobody ever takes me away from You again.
“The seventy-two returned with joy and said, ‘Lord, even the demons submit to us in your name.'” (Luke 10:17; NIV)
“… nothing will harm you. However, do not rejoice that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your names are written in heaven.” (Jesus in Luke 10:20; NIV)
And so I have nothing that I could show You. There is no trace of my work. The little bit I do: I cling to Your name, my glorious, mighty Jesus. I hold on to You. Because – I realized that – nothing and no one is better than You. Nothing and no one does me more well. And so I hold on to You, I who does nothing, who accomplishes nothing, who does not move mountains. I’m just completely silent with You and look at You admiringly, You glorious, You mighty Jesus.
And so I have only You, my Jesus. And there’s nothing else I need, because from You comes everything I need and so much more. What a beautiful God You are!
