Faith to Move Mountains

Prayer is a mighty thing. To think about it, all it is, is words or even at times thoughts directed to the Lord.
What I have learned is that prayer has to be felt from the heart and not framed in the brain.
I would spend time trying to think of what "I" needed. I would petition the Lord for relief in one form or another. But yet the only relief I got was comfort. With that comfort I did feel my Lord's love for me. But the cause of my prayers were for the abuse, bulling and betrayals to stop. With each of those I found it harder to love, live, or trust.
At first I would pray that those that were hurting me would stop, then I learned from my Bishop that to have that prayer answered the Lord would have to take away their agency to act for themselves and the Lord can not do that or our existence would be for not. We would only be heavens puppets for mere play.
Then I prayed that their hearts would be softened but it only seemed to harden them more.
Then I prayed I could endure but it wasn't all exclusive. I had to pray for endurance for each and every blow.
As you can see in the history of my prays I wanted a fix and I wanted it now. I wanted all this behind me. I needed my heart to wake each day no matter what was to come and just step around it to keep going. But I wasn't afforded that.
I gave up praying for a while. It seemed to harden me and not help. Then I started again just because I needed the comfort it gave me. I got to the point of just asking to accept what the day was to bring. No more pleadings for relief. When I asked for relief and it didn't come it only let Satan push me down farther on the totem pole so I prayed to accept, not to understand why but to just accept.
I had exhausted all hope in previous prayers. As hope started to slip away it would, in a last ditch effort reach out to my faith and drag it down with it. By accepting what was happening around me,it gave me all I needed.
I accepted that I can't change what was happening or why it was. I could only accept that it did happen, that left hope in life and restored my faith.
I never gave up reading scripture. The ones bound in the holy books or the ones from modern prophets. I latch onto Job and all that was written about him. He became my mentor and friend. Job held my hand while reading about him and it always lead me back to reading about Christ and His life of trials, betrayal, being despised and judged.
The most powerful prayer was just recently, as I knelt I asked the Lord to "remove this mountain". I said no more than that. My heart was heavy because I was having dreams about Tom's pending court sentencing. My dreams left me with anxiety. I had read about the Lord admonishing His apostles that if they had faith they could say to the mountain be moved and it would. I felt what I was going to be asked to accept was a mountain, so I asked that it be moved.
I went to court for the sentencing. I asked the judge if Tom and I could be together always and not just supervised. My son Jesse went to speak positively in behalf of Tom as we knew Billy was there for the opposite. Billy chose to not speak but wrote the court instead. I don't know what he said but as the judge spoke to us after we all had our time I could hear the earth shake as the "mountain moved" and the judge changed the sentencing lighter than what we were expecting.
A day later I received in the mail the pre sentencing notification from the court that should of came days before the court date. The hand of the Lord was revealed to me receiving this late, if I had had time to read one of the letters from a cousin in it I don't know if I could of kept my composure before the judge.
The words that are edged upon my mind are overwhelming and heart breaking. This "Interested Party" made statements to the prosecuting attorney that Tom's demeanor has gone down in the last three to four years. And that Tom becomes filled with rage and claim he is receiving revelation from God.
He couldn't believe the defendant received a Class 6 Felony and not the Class 3  Dangerous Felony.
This person who calls himself a lifelong family friend (not family member) believes incarceration is the only way to get the defendants attention.
I calmly sit here and think, yes it has been three to four years, not that demeanor has gone down but abuse by others has picked up against me. Yes many prayers have been said by Tom in my behalf. Yes he did receive revelation from God. Yes at times he was enraged that people we trusted and love could treat me or us this way. And to speak about the incarceration only does him good not Tom.
We were truly blessed that day. A mountain moved. Prayers were answered. And it is easy to "accept" that day.
Prayer can bring peace. When all hope is gone and you sit on the edge of your life wondering how to convey the desires of your heart to the Lord just pause and say "Move this mountain".

Matthew 17:20 And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; and nothing shall be impossible unto you.

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 Ether 12:29 And I, Moroni, having heard these words, was comforted, and said: O Lord, thy righteous will be done, for I know that thou workest unto the children of men according to their faith;

 30 For the brother of Jared said unto the mountain Zerin, Remove—and it was removed. And if he had not had faith it would not have moved; wherefore thou workest after men have faith.