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Yes, He Will

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Yes, He Will


By Kateb Nuri-Alim Shunnar



There’s an old story whispered across generations, a tale of a great mountain that no one could climb. It was said to be alive, constantly shifting its paths and closing its peaks to all who tried. Many called it impossible, others a myth, but the brave still tried. They came with maps, tools, and plans, only to fail and be sent tumbling back down. Yet there was one traveler who approached the mountain differently. He brought no tools, no companions, and no expectations only faith. And when the mountain whispered to him, he didn’t run. He listened. He followed. And when it seemed there was no way, the mountain opened a path for him alone.



That mountain? It’s life. It shifts, it resists, and it breaks you down when you think you’ve got it figured out. But the Creator is the whisper, the unseen guide who knows every hidden path and secret turn. When I look back on my life, I see those impossible peaks, the times when I thought there was no way forward. But just like the traveler in the story, I’ve learned to listen.



The Creator doesn’t move like we do. He doesn’t follow the maps we draw for ourselves. Instead, He steps in where human logic crumbles. His mercy, like the whisper of the mountain, leads us to places we never thought we could reach. It’s not just a safety net it’s an unshakable truth.



I’ve seen blessings unfold like wildflowers in a barren desert, unexpected and vibrant, breaking through the cracks of impossibility. They weren’t always grand or flashy, but they were exactly what I needed a timely word, a chance encounter, or a sudden burst of peace that silenced my fears.



And love? His love is as infinite as the mountain’s secrets, stretching beyond what I can understand. When I was broken so shattered that I didn’t even recognize myself His compassion didn’t waver. He didn’t ask me to be whole first. Instead, He reached down, gathered the fragments of who I was, and shaped me into something new.



If you truly sit and watch the world around you, you’ll see the Creator’s hand everywhere. Like the traveler who paused to listen to the mountain’s whisper, you’ll start to notice the masterpiece He’s painting. The skies, the rivers, even the struggles they’re all brushstrokes in a work that’s still unfolding.



And if you sit long enough, listening not with your ears but with your spirit, you’ll hear it. The rhythm. The melody. It’s not chaotic, like life often feels it’s harmonious. A divine symphony orchestrated by a Creator who never misses a beat.



I’ve experienced miracles, ones that felt like the mountain opening up beneath me when I had nowhere else to go. There was a time when I thought my story was over. I was spent, done, defeated. But the Creator doesn’t work on human timelines. When I thought all paths were closed, He created one, not for me to climb out on my own, but to be carried by His grace.



It’s not about finding the way. It’s about trusting the One who makes it. Every time I look back at the twists and turns, the dead ends that weren’t really dead ends, I see how He was guiding me all along.



The story of the traveler reminds me that allegiance to the Creator is more than belief; it’s surrender. It’s saying, “I trust You, even when I can’t see what’s ahead.” That trust has carried me through every impossible climb and every shadowed valley.



Now, I stand in a place where I know it’s time to step into the purpose written for me. Like the traveler who reached the mountain’s peak not through strength but surrender, I’m ready to fulfill what was always meant to be.



To anyone reading this, let me say this: Yes, He will. When life feels like an unyielding mountain, when every path seems blocked and every attempt ends in failure, He will make a way. He’ll bring blessings you never saw coming, heal wounds you thought would never close, and remind you that you are deeply loved.



Pause for a moment. Be still. Watch the world as it shifts and changes. Listen to the rhythm beneath the noise. And trust that the Creator is not done with you. The mountain will move, the path will open, and you will see the impossible become reality. Yes, He will.

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