Sunday disturbance

( This was written a Sunday morning in the midst of
my meeting. I could not let the words go. I had to
write them)

       I know not your circumstances but I pray your
worldly choices cease. Why, how choice voices
beauty but you are revealing lies all on yourself. All
saying you are the "you" of past.

       Best, I say, for you to tear the difference of
reality in two. The definition of who you have become
be separated severely by who you once were.

       Please, oh I say and pray, say you are not reverting
back into the devious trails.

       Ah how it matters not what I say because I believe
only the best of you. The stories of packed lies built
but I cannot allow myself to submit to the darkness
of negativity, to allow it to slip into my mind.

      Oh how it tries to open and make me hate all
that I have come to love in and about you. All I
must do is give love.

      I want to hope that the words given are true.
Optimistic I am. All hope I have inside my conscience
is more correct than that of my emotions.

     I stand clear, holding your hand but how far do I
reach to keep you close? How can the writings I
display soak into a right expression?

     Oh Jehovah the heart of mine, cannot be in control
because of the silent screams inside my mind pleas
all that is possibly scaring me scatter to the wind in
dusty bits. All cleared.

     Seriously how desperate you must be if you drift.
To get all that is anonymous into world. Hoping it
is not an attempt to gain all those you craved from
your past, from the history you made.

     Please, please correct this woman in her lapse of
failed hope, in this moment of uncertainty to regain
all the trust and faith shown. Oh I pray to Jehovah
to help teach this child of his, me, to have faith and
be not concerned with this discourse friends, family
may choose.

     I, too, pray that you also do not lose faith in all
the positive changes, lessons learned. Pray with me,
for the hope that you can be strong enough to resist
most temptations thrown your way.

     So be stable for many lives are at stake including
yours. So dear one come with me, hold tight to your
claim of Jehovah's table.

     I will be there with my hand reaching for you.
All you have to do is reach, hope, love and have
faith in all Truth known and shown.

     Would you do that for me? Could you listen?