Was the mantra throughout the Little Boy movie: a powerful
story of the love between a father and son set in WW II. A riveting film about mountain-moving faith
that will warm your heart and drive the dark of doubt away.
It was a marvelous day…
From the moment I stood at the concession stand to buy my
ticket, when the young man behind the counter asked, “Can I get you some
refreshments…” to his gift of kindness.
Me: I can’t afford popcorn here, it’s highway robbery.
Young Man: I’ll give it to you then. And he filled a large bag to the rim.
I leaned over and peered at his name tag. Julian.
Me: Thank you, Julian. God bless you for this. How can I
repay your kindness?
Julian: You can pray for me and my family. My brother is
being deployed to Iraq soon.
He didn’t go into detail, but I assume he is going to help
train Iraqi forces to fight ISIS.
It was a marvelous day from the moment I entered the theater
to the time I exited, filled with mountain-moving faith. Filled with wonder at
the power of belief. Little Boy made me want to conquer the world with love.
Julian made me want to pray for his brother and his family every day.
I believe Julian’s
brother will come home safe and sound, just as Little Boy believed his dad
would return. I believe that mustard
seed faith can move mountains - and I have a number of mountains I want to
move.
Sometimes BIG miracles have little beginnings.
What about you? What
mountains do you want moved?
Do you believe you can do this?
