About 'Moving Mountains God's Way'

My book 'Moving Mountains God's Way  tells just a part of my life story. I have  chosen a mountain range for my cover picture because as a Christian, I want to talk about the mountains that God has helped me overcome. It is virtually impossible to conquer a mountain without a competent team behind you. However, as believers we have God—He’s more than the best team.  As you well know, some mountains are jagged and much more difficult to overcome than others, but each of us can see the mountain move with God’s help. God is going to help us overcome every mountain that we encounter in our lives because He 

is faithful. Even with God’s help and direction, it can sometimes feel like actually climbing because when we trust God, He uses every opportunity to teach us to keep going, persevere and to continue to hold on. Then suddenly it’s gone. 

Zechariah 4:7 

‘Who are you, O great mountain? Before Zerubbabel you 

shall become a plain! 

Just as God is with us and we know, that He’s with us, our faith can be challenged. As Zechariah says above, the mountain will become a plain. The 

prophet is saying, that the mountain will become flat and level.

The first memory I can recall about my childhood is  that I was in a children’s home. After I was born, my mother became seriously ill with TB. In those days, the patient stayed in hospital for two to three years to treat the TB. Consequently, I was in the children’s home for that amount of time. I had a sister who was also in the children’s home, but boys were separated from girls that was the way it was done. The boys stayed in one part of the house, and the girls were in another part, so I didn’t know I had a sister...

I  can clearly remember the first time God spoke to me. I was 13 years old and looking out of the front room, window in the house in Highbridge, Somerset, in which I was born, when I heard the remarkable words “I will use you as a witness in the world”. Even at such a young age, I had not a shred of doubt that these words had been spoken into my mind by the God who loved and cared for the world and for me. What makes my certainty all the more amazing is that at this time, I have had no dealings with anything religious, except for my one and only attendance at Sunday school and entering church for the occasional wedding ceremony... 

Strangely, however, almost as soon as I had heard them, the words were erased from my mind. I did not remember them until after my baptism by immersion in water - 20 years later. The moment I surfaced, I heard those words once again - as clearly as the first time.

[Another friend, Phil, became a Christian]

As usual, Phil and his wife Pat went on holiday in France during the two-week summer break at the factory. After the two weeks, Pat had just about had enough of hearing about Paul, what he had said and what he had done. She got fed up and said, “When we get back home, you tell that Paul to come to see me and I’ll soon sort him out.” 

Phil took Paul home after a morning shift and introduced him to Pat. “I’m not going to give you a cup of tea or anything, just say what you want to say, and then you can get out!” she said. With that, Phil disappeared. He went and sat in the car to get out of the way because Pat was very forthright with her views. After half an hour Phil went back in worried about what might have happened.  To his surprise, Pat was in a flood of tears; she had given her heart to Jesus.