moving my mountain

Many, if not all of us, have heard the saying that we can “have faith to move mountains”.  When I was little, I took that so literally, wishing I had the faith to do such an impossible task. Even though we get older and we begin to see it as a metaphor, I think we still feel that it is impossible faith to perform impossible miracles. At least I have thought that, until today. I experienced a paradigm shift. We all have mountains in our lives, ones that seem almost impossible to overcome. For some maybe their mountain is drug abuse, maybe its depression, maybe its loneliness, maybe for you its teen pregnancy, or a family death. No matter the mountain, we all know what ours is. The problem usually isn’t identifying the problem, its finding a solution to it. These mountains in our lives I think we know are possible to overcome, but I think we feel overwhelmed and settle for less. This is when the faith comes in. I don’t care if you don’t believe in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints; I don’t care if you don’t believe in a God all-together, if you have faith enough to know you can overcome your trials, and move your mountains, you can. I wish I knew how to have perfect faith in my abilities, and even as I write, I realize that I know very little about this. The fact is, I still have to build this “faith” because I am clearly not perfect. I need to move this mountain though, and I think one of the ways to do it, is to help others move theirs. Maybe the real meaning behind the phrase is that you don’t have to move it by yourself. I have already began to lift this mountain on my back, and in the process of losing faith, it is breaking me. I am exhausted from this weight. I know the solution, now I just need to do it. And find the right people to help me. My mountain will be moved, far far away.