Sometimes the mountains disappear
covered by deep dipping clouds
wet fog hugging the Sitka pines
thick snow angling towards the sea.
Those who have lived here long
can tell you an name for each wind
each storm tells a story to them
we look up and wonder.
All this new world discovery
hard not to believe is miraculous
wondrous scenery and delightful sunsets
can lull us into being caught in the dark.
Can we move these mountains
and even change set the troubled free?
We can barely understand the changes
and so much new to take within.
God is calling us to miracles
to serve the broken with healing
the destitute with hope and food
and we look up and feel quite helpless.
Help us now to have earth moving faith
in the midst of storms and wind
may we stand up and pray with expectation
knowing God will change the landscape.
Help us Lord to see their trouble and need
to pray constantly for the sick and addicted
may we bend our hearts to hear your call
and ask for miracles now in our time.