Creative Protection

   Simple lines that are created. Empty the words
to the coarse starched paper. Echo the whispers
on the wind as thoughts seep out of the mind.

   Oh how the tears fall as the anxiety exits the
soul. The mind closes for just a few milliseconds.
Eyes wide awake, aware of the surroundings and
people near.

   The soul, body tenses only to release a heavy,
deep sigh. Thankful to the thoughts that cease,
sear across sparkling eyes. Water that rains down
the pale forests. Sprinkled by earthly patches.
Hear a soft whimper as certanity, reality jars
open spirit.

   Shaking quietly in the darkness, awaiting the
blinking, iridescent light. Only to know that a
prayer can enhance the guiding hand, a soft
encouraging word. Oh how the world stops
spinning just for a moment. Causing us to breathe
in all the beauty produced by Jehovah. A
happy glance into the sky. Twinkling are the
radiant stars and calming moon.

   My mind twirls a random thought into a
creative storm. Hear the roaring of the thunder,
pounding throughout your bones?

    Tiny steps are taken to steer clear of the hurt.
Listen to the guidance of Scriptures and songs of
praise. Hopes of grandeur riches from Jehovah's
words. Oh do you see the protection of his arms?
Like such as a parent to a child. Clinging to make
certain they understand the dangers of choosing
"easy" path.

    Best to hold onto the love of a parent. Best to obey
and observe, apply all that is taught, trained so
then when hit with something, anything conscience
knows what should be done, not even tempted
by all that is a possibility.

    Why not listen to what is right? Why obey the
wrong decision when it eats at you? Why forget
the free ransom given? Take it. Hold on tightly
and obey. All will soon be realized, shown as
infinite love. How could we not hold this feeling
dear to our hearts?

 

    Because we are human. Imperfect dust.
Sinners given a free choice, conscience by our
creator, Jehovah. Still respect is due. Thanks
is awarded. Praise to name. Prayer of holy spirit
and qualities of such.

   

     I breathed today. Woke up to find happiness
quivering deep inside me. Patience, courage and
understanding I begged Jehovah to give. Still I was
granted an open mind and mild temperance.
How grateful I am for Jehovah knowing my thoughts
before I even knew them.

     Thank you Jehovah.

Psalm 103:14 (NWT)
Matthew 10:29-31 (NWT)
Philippians 4:6 (NWT)