No Mountains Moving Here

It has taken A LOT to maintain faith that God will answer this request. There have been many battles with my flesh to take God at His Word; to take at face value what He says. Those verses about prayer make praying and believing seem so easy, and I suppose they should be. My flesh, and probably Satan, seem to think otherwise. I have determined I will choose to believe, and it is a daily and sometimes hourly battle to maintain that belief. It became somewhat easier to have peace and assurance of an answer after studying out Matthew 18:19. My faith has definitely grown. I am very confident based on that verse that my students will meet Tim Tebow. What strikes me tonight though is that as difficult as it has been to get to this place, as great as my faith seems to me, it's not even the size of that mustard seed that Jesus told his disciples about. How do I know? NONE of the mountains I am surrounded by have been removed into the sea. You may laugh at that, I do, but really it is a sobering thought and a rather overwhelming one at that. It has taken a concerted effort on my part to get to a point where I can initially take God at His Word when He shows me something. To me, that effort and that amount of faith are monumental and still, no mountains moving, so it's not as monumental as it seems.
That thought may sound discouraging and I don't mean it to be. Actually, it has been a good thought for me to have...it keeps me honest and humble and just a little awed at what God really could do if I manage to allow my faith to grow all the way up into the size of that little ole' mustard seed.