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  • Writer's picturePastor Belinda Owens

My mountain

Once alone my thoughts were mine

I wondered where was my mountain to climb

The valley was deep and just as long

There was no joy I had no song

Then I saw a path, a trail more or less

A rugged walk up to the mountain top

Excitement grew as I walked along

Each step taken I sang a song

He has delivered me my cup is full

My prayers were heard excitement a new

I knew I could make it with His blood covering me

No vine, no imp, no demons or horde

Could defeat me when I am backed by my Lord

Now on the mountain top I stand

Rejoicing with my savior “the Lamb”

I had a vision one time while I was on the floor praying. I was standing in a valley and off in the distance a little ways was a mountain. As I looked at the mountain I heard “this is my mountain. The mountain of God. You are welcome here anytime.”

God wants us to climb the mountain before us. He wants to commune with His children.

Written by Belinda Owens🌷

May 29, 2019

Isaiah 52:7

How beautiful and delightful on the mountains Are the feet of him who brings good news, Who announces peace, Who brings good news of good [things], Who announces salvation, Who says to Zion, “Your God reigns”

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