Though the Mountains Fall

I spent my teen years living in a suburb of Denver where the mountains marked west and you didn’t need a compass or GPS to get around.

Man and woman mountain biking, Dolomites, Italy

It never occurred to me that the mountains might crumble or that I might wake one morning to find them somewhere else.  

They were steady, sure and absolutely dependable.  

When I moved to Pittsburgh and was forced to navigate without mountains to guide me, I found it easy to get lost (and I got lost a LOT in the first few months!).

The landmarks I had depended on were gone.  

That’s what it felt like when I received the awful news. 

In the first shock of death everything that has seemed most dependable had given way. Mountains were falling, the earth was reeling. In such a time it is a profound comfort to know that although all things seem to be shaken, one thing is not: God is not shaken … the thing that is most important is to do what the psalmist does later, to be ‘still’ and know that God is God. God is God whether we recognize it or not. But it comforts us and infuses strength into our faltering spirits to rest on that truth.

~Elisabeth Elliot

The earth beneath me gave way.  I was falling. 

But God…

When my heart was shattered, my hope hanging on by a thread, the Spirit of God brought truth to mind and gave me the strength to hold on.

though the mountains

I trust God’s Word and His character, even when I don’t understand what He is doing.  

His faithful love endures forever. 

I can depend on that.  

No matter what.  

Author: Melanie

I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation.

8 thoughts on “Though the Mountains Fall”

  1. I remember the moment my husband came barreling into my friend’s house. I took one look at him and I asked “Who?” My son survived a self-inflicted gunshot to his chest a year and a half before this day. His whole life turned around after that and he,was finally happy and hopeful. When my husband said “Travis.” I was so confused, Why would God take him after giving us the miracle of him surving that gunshot? I know now that he still had work to do and it wasn’t his time yet. I still have trouble with my “foundation,” but I know God is still with me. I have days that I am shaken deep in my soul, but thankfully it doesn’t last long. I hold tight to my faith, even when I feel forsaken.

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  2. A lovely thought to start my day Melanie.
    I like the hymn “Be still, sn know I am with you” thr 2nd verse
    You fear the might may be fading,
    you fear you’ll lose your way.
    Be still, and know I am nesr you.
    I’ll lead you to to the day and yhe sun.
    Anne Conway
    I shall be singing this all day now and as I do I shall think of you 😊

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    1. Thank you for sharing that hymn. I often find myself humming hymns or praise songs as I go about my work. The music left me for nearly two years but it’s back now. A welcome companion. ❤


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