Depth to believing

    Oh how amazing my faith is in Jehovah. The layers.
The varation of levels to follow. So much that echoes
radiant beams of joy from deep inside my spirit.

     Bursting full of life. Every one second I breathe how
could I not favor Jehovah? The only time I ever
feel that love existed is through him. I thought years
upon years that love was bought, sold through gifts.
How silly I was then. Yet I could not believe that
it was such a severe emotion.

     A truth of a life and a gift none can touch with
materialistic objects. So much depth I have found. The
holdings of some fine friends, some adventurous
memories and the lightest caresses of sentimental
findings. Oh how truly treasured I feel. The smallest
touch of air playing upon my coppery strands, the
darkest midnight sky and the kiss of the rain drops
upon my eyelashes. How could I not feel loved by
Jehovah?

      One by one as my limbs stretch from a midday
nap words of demanding means strike a chord within
my spirit. Bringing such gratification upon my
mind. Branding my soul with strength to take on
anything. Jehovah gives me this. Envisioning his
sincere love for all his children.

      Oh the lost ones searching, the uncertain ones
cared for. How delicious it is to have such power of
Holy Spirit soaking deep within your pores?

     Did you feel the tiny ripples of incredible love
overwhelming your senses? The insurmountable
gesture of kindness, respect, mercy given?

      Oh how I dance around the room. The answers
that Jehovah is giving me. The tears of joy of finally
getting to see, to understand this profound meaning
of my faith. To finally know how I am. This intense
field of unwavering belief of becoming what Jehovah
has been asking of me all along.

     How I did not see it? The coverings were sheer
still I didn't know that I was allowed to be unveiled
completely. Stunned with coming to terms with all
that was before me. How enlightening Jehovah is
to me, giving me the time I needed to finally open
my eyes completely.

    Oh my dear friend the depths I travelled and still
so much growing is in due. My tears that fall over
the most sincerest gift of forgiveness. Realizing I
actually am worth more than I ever believe to be.
Jehovah's daughter, your friend and to gain so many
loving parts of family.

    See now that when I smile that the spirit deep
within me is glowing. Every step I take is with
Jehovah's hands upon my shoulders. The answers I
seek, the words I display, the actions I serve, the
gifts I use all are parts of the loving kindness Jehovah
gives me.

    Ah the release of a sigh as I proceed into preparing
for this night. I have this warm glow upon my paleness
because the strong belief I have in Jehovah. No one
is going to stop me from being the best I am for him.

    Yes many times I will stay silent, many times I give
a tiny nod. Often I will display a hearty laugh, some
of those moments my face and neck will flush red.
Still that is me just showing my roots, my love for all.

    Why I held back I don't know. Not leaning upon my
own understanding of the why's, the how's, nor the
what ifs and could haves. Just pressing forward to
being what Jehovah wants of me.

    Dear friend all I ask of you tonight is to smile,
openly towards me. The eyes I have come to know
sparkling bright for all and for me. Could you do this
small request for me? To give an answer to my
question of : are you listening?

    Now off I go in preparation of this Memorial.
Observing. Absorbing. Are you prepared for the
questions of your depths of belief?