Today I will not allow the enemy of my soul to make a big mountain out of a molehill. Instead I’ll say, by the Spirit of the God-of-the-Angel-Armies, “who do you think you are?” Today, I’ll shout, “Grace. Grace, to it.” and without trying to force my way through, God will flatten my molehills.
The Messenger-Angel said, “Can’t you tell?”
“No, sir,” I said.
Then he said, “This is God’s Message to Zerubbabel: ‘You can’t force these things. They only come about through my Spirit,’ says God-of-the-Angel-Armies. ‘So, big mountain, who do you think you are? Next to Zerubbabel you’re nothing but a molehill. He’ll proceed to set the Cornerstone in place, accompanied by cheers: Yes! Yes! Do it!’” _The Message (MSG)