The words needed to cling to

Silly how I think I know something and then I get
trumped. Interesting how I must just rely on Jehovah
for understanding the simplicity of life.

Why bother on most occasions, to comprehend all
by myself? I mean, yes, Jehovah keeps pressing me
forward. Just the thought that I used to rely on myself
to understand anything, anyone does or says. Now
just a thought of their actions, I just walk away,
silently. To know keeping comments of their words
rolling off a rain slicker.

So my friend, I need a shout out, a bit of help, to
press me onward. Some encouraging words to make
me realize that Jehovah can help me through any
issues struck at me by family, by coworkers.

I have just opened my mind to a prayer to Jehovah.
Now to wait. Apply the patience to myself as the
understandings come to play.

One more day. Still another. Oh how my faith does
get tested. I still cling by fingernails, on numerous
occasions, to Jehovah's table. Some days seem so
unfair but that is where Satan tries to get me. Trick
me into believing the old is better and new is worse.
Sorry I cannot allow that wedge to be driven between
Jehovah and me.

Still there are some that try so hard. Oh, oh how I just
want to fade in their eyes. The knowing that
somewhere, inside me, I have patience. I have been
given kindness where I never thought it would be
found and I have received the grandest acts of love.
For me, this is enough.

Still even now, my friend, surprises arrive at my
doorstep. The littlest circle calms, creates a laugh that
was waiting to burst.

Tiny are the steps, overwhelming is the joy and
everlasting life is a possibility. What more could there
be?

Are you listening, dear ones? Dare I sneak out and
breathe in the cold, wet air? To taste the moisture
deep down into my lungs?

Hmm, here now, I am dancing around my room
singing "a love story". Such an uplifting, encouraging,
bouncy melody that screams at me to just keep
moving.

Silly, I know, but it is who I am. Changed. Loving all
the differences made. Do you like them too? Minus,
of course, my imperfections and Mary moments?

A little giggle escapes and a huge grin caresses my
cheeks.

Did you hear it too?