The Mountains Melt Before Me

The mountains before me...
That worry, that seemingly big obsticle, the unknown, that circumstance that is closing in...
Is real,
It is not an image of my imagination.

But as I remember my Father,
His goodness, His bigness, His closeness, His greatness...

That mountain begins to melt,
Melt like wax in a fire.
Yes, when I see Him,
His glance of adorning love,
His gaze of intense passionate desire and longing for me to be whole, healed, full...
Yes, that mountain begins to melt.

The anxiety begins to fade,
As I remember His poured out love,
The work He accomplished for me on the cross so at this MOMENT,
I can have victory...
Yes, the mountains begin to melt,
As I partake and receive His goodness and His abundant grace!!!

"Yes, mountains melt like fire when the Lord of all the earth draws near." Psalms 97:5 TPT