Making Molehills Out of Mountains

We build our molehills into mountains.

We heap on worry and doubt. Carefully balancing the worst case scenarios we conjure up, we suspend them on high ominously. Our manmade foothills are comprised of carefully devised backup plans.

But God.

God takes our man-made mountains and returns them to their molehill size.


He dissolves our backup plans, tosses worst case scenarios into a river of hope, and returns our worries and doubts to the storehouse of faith.

I laughed out loud reading about Jesus doing this in Matthew 16.

“When they went across the lake, the disciples forgot to take bread.

Well, that’s a problem.

“’Be careful,’ Jesus said to them. ‘Be on your guard against the yeast of the Pharisees and Sadducees.’”

Looking like a bigger problem now. That sounds ominous.

“They discussed this among themselves and said, ‘It is because we didn’t bring any bread.’”

Yes. Duh. The bread must be the issue. Jesus even brought it up. Better fuss about it, making it a much bigger deal than it is. If only we weren’t just as guilty of waxing dramatic about things as silly as bread.

“Aware of their discussion, Jesus asked, ‘You of little faith, why are you talking among yourselves about having no bread? …How is it you don’t understand that I was not talking to you about bread?’”

The molehill turned mountain looks more like an anthill with those words. Especially because Jesus also reminded them: they just watched him feed five thousand people with a few loaves. He’s got the bread covered. Bread is not really an issue they need to worry about.

The issue he did want them to give consideration to?

To guard against the teaching of the Pharisees and Sadducees. The people whose words were not life, sustenance, provision, or nourishment. People whose lessons were all about human reliance, earning, and traditions.

Teachers whose words regularly made mountains out of molehills.

Thank the Lord all things are proportional in His kingdom.

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Lord- Help us to see you as you are, nothing more,nothing less. Help us to live lives worthy of the tremendous portion you gave us when you gave yourself for us!

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10 Replies to “Making Molehills Out of Mountains

  1. What I think is funny about the disciples arguing about bread was just earlier Jesus fed the 5,000 with 2 fishes and 5 loaves of bread. Couldn’t they believe He could take care of them, too?

    I know what your saying about the mountain/molehill thing. So often, we are proud of ourselves for thinking up Plan A and Plan B for worst case scenarios, instead of trusting the One in control.

  2. So often I have been here, like a disciple panting over the small when God shows me daily it’s going to be okay. I am also grateful for the truth tellers such as yourself, and you do it with humor too! Thanks for linking up friend.

    1. Thanks for hosting and encouraging me, Meg! I’m often here myself- thank the Lord He is patient!!

  3. Our preacher gave a message one time about that exact story– they were so worried about bread and yet they had the ‘bread of life’ right there in the boat with them! And how many times do we miss the boat on what the real issue is?? Preach on sista! I’ve been trying for years to give up my mountain building tendencies. It still happens from time to time but Jesus is so great at putting things into perspective when we run to him. ♥ Thanks for a much needed reminder today!

    1. Miss the boat…haha, punny!! Yes. So thankful the Lord helps us correct our mountain-building habits!! Thanks for commenting and encouraging me today!

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