king_of_the_mountain_titleEver play “King of the Mountain?” I remember playing it as a kid, I also remember never being  strong enough to make it to the top and being declared King. A few years ago, I thought I was king of a mountain. I had a high position, an influential voice, a seat at the round-table, and unlimited access to the king. I don’t recall walking around proclaiming I was all-that, but others have since told me it was assumed. Then one day, either I lost my balance and fell off the mountain, or I was shoved off. The verdict is yet to be determined–but either way–painful. When we get removed as king of any mountain, it’d be one thing if the mountain crumbled underneath. That kind of fall would be slow, evolving and predictable. But this wasn’t the case. One day the mountain I stood on was gone. If you can relate (and if not, I’ll just chalk this up to self-therapy!) I just want you to know: that if Christ is the center of our lives, “we get knocked down, but we are not destroyed.”  To fall from the mountain is humbling, trying, confusing and defeating. But it is not destroying. Maybe, just maybe, my Sovereign Savior let me fall so my Sovereign Savior could get the glory for lifting me back up. I hope this encourages someone today.

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