There are times when prayer feels like climbing a mountain. It sometimes takes great effort to lay all the burdens down and reach for the helping hand of the One we know by faith cares after our every need.  Sometimes we are in such a valley we are only able to see by faith the Mountain-Mover who is able to pick us up and carry us up prayer’s hill.  Each day is new opportunity to face the challenge; to climb up the mountain of prayer or to stay in the low place of self-sufficiency. 

I Climb Prayer’s Mountain

I climb prayer’s mountain, each day closer to the crest;
Up to heavenly place my hearts rests.
Ever closer to becoming like the One I live for.
I travel up the mountain to my Lord.
Sometimes I am in a valley that is dark and cold;
But when I look up heaven reflects like purest gold.
When I find waters of trouble all around,
If I did not reach to God surely I would in my circumstances drown.
The enemy pursues to distract and discourage so I lose my way;
But when I seek, the path is clearly marked to God’s Word obey.
When the day is over and I lie down to rest I find;
I have flown up the mountain when Jesus is on my mind.

Psalms 123:1
Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.