Still in need of spiritual food, yes?

One more time I want to give gratitude but first I
must admit I did make a choice.

Me with the help of one other and Jehovah. I learned
well from both. So thankful to actually be able to get
it out. No need for a card. No need to kiss air. No
need to hug anyone. Just seeing is believing in
some cases, right?

Hearing all, knowing what is available to view. Is it
not a grand sight to behold?

One by one, the steps are set in concrete. The
pouring of a solid standing: Jehovah. Rock
imbedded into earth.

Still a happy note even with strange withdraws. Cater
to my ramblings, I stand here silent. My mind just
says words and I type away.

Here, even as I type, still questions seem
unanswered. I lean upon Jehovah for understanding.
How to go about asking all those that history blocked?
Why were you like that?

Not now do I ask. Just in time will be able to be
joyous of my patience of imperfections. No longer
trying to comprehend the simplicity within the area.

Hello I say in my mind. Staying in my throat sits
the words. Ah one day I will be able to say ahh now
I understand. So until then please give kindness
when I burst out, wanting to scream but just
looking lost. Be patient and compassionate when I
say nothing but my eyes drip a thousand concerns.

Be sincere when I explain my story. Don't feel pity
because it made me stronger. Don't feel shocked
when I explain my choices and don't condemn me
for who I love.

Be happy with me for spiritual food is always
needed.