Climbing My Mountain One Step at a Time

Psalm 121:1–2 (ESV)

[1] I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come?

[2] My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

These verses have been a deep breath for my weary heart. Last Sunday (August 10, 2025), my husband preached from this passage during the Sunday Worship Celebration at Christ the King Presbyterian Church in Shelby, Michigan. Every part of his sermon spoke directly to me.

Our journey to the United States has been marked by challenges from the very beginning. This trip was not a sudden decision but the fruit of many years of prayer—years of asking the Lord for His guidance and timing. We have seen God’s hand in so many ways, answering our prayers step by step. The answers did not come all at once; instead, the Lord has unfolded His plan gradually, teaching us to take one step at a time.

Now, a great mountain stands before us. As a parent—and simply as a human—I sometimes tremble at the uncertainties ahead. There are moments of insecurity, anxiety, and questions about what lies ahead for our family. Yet, Psalm 121 reminds me that our help comes from the Lord—the Maker of heaven and earth. He is our source of strength for every trial we face.

Time and again, God has answered in perfect timing. He continually calls me to trust His will completely. These seasons drive me to my knees, humbly seeking His plan. I can see that God is at work in my heart—teaching me to surrender fully to Him, breaking down my pride and self-reliance. It is not easy; at times, it is painful. But I know He is molding me into His workmanship, shaping me for His purposes and guiding our family along this path He has prepared.

The Lord has also blessed us with people who have been supportive and generous along the way. Whether through prayers, encouragement, connections, or financial help—you have been God’s instruments to strengthen us. We are deeply grateful. Your kindness has been a powerful reminder that we do not walk this road alone.

So we will keep our eyes fixed on the cross. We will rejoice in the wondrous grace of Jesus Christ and hold fast to the hope we have in Him.

2 Corinthians 4:8–10 (ESV)

[8] We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair;

[9] persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed;

[10] always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be manifested in our bodies.

I was reminded of a song from Psalty the Singing Songbook that I loved as a child—one that perfectly reflects where I am in life right now.

One Step at a Time