Where I fell to find hope

    Oceans that open up to erase the footprints left
in the sand. Eliminating all that once meant
something to someone.

     This is how I once felt. Standing at the edge of
sanity. Feet firmly planted in the sand. Motionless
all except the water pulling, pushing me further into
the sand.

     Small steps I took to find stablity. I didn't know
that it existed. I knew there was something, someone
that could help press me forward but who, what.

     Ah now as the years have fallen down, caressed
over the time I know that Jehovah exists. That Jehovah
is the reason I did not walk further into ocean,
submerging self into a watery slumber. Ah how
grateful he pulled me, not once but several times
away from a long sleep.

     Each day I wake up I give thanks to the allowance
of a breath. Do you? I give way to prayers of concerns,
of worries, of hopes and of goals. What do you do
in your mornings? Do you silently give thanks and
walk into a prayer?

    Now all is approachable. Any one thing that is
joyful or assaulting I still know now that Jehovah is
there, backing me. Pushing me to grow. Showing me
the council, the patience and the love I need to
persevere. Did you feel the same way? Do you still
feel it?

     So dear friend, dearest of all my family take
this journey with me. Learn or relearn all about
Jehovah. Take the steps so you no longer feel lost,
drowning as I did. Ask for help. All are there, Jehovah
is here just ask.

    One more day I give thanks to be taught. One
more brand new subject I opened and embraced.
How about you? Did you really hear? Did the words
soak deep within your soul, down passed bone and
muscle to spirit? Did it? Oh please say your hope
is strong.

    Yes plenty of times doubt enters me. Many times
I do forget of Jehovah's loving attention. For me
I recognize my imperfections. I also see yours, listen
well to others and hope, pray for them all.

    One day, one step at a time. Small as it may be
and as trying of my patience it may seem I still stand
listening, obeying. Do you?

    The sighs that escape me now soak the cooling
air deep within lungs. Holding tight to remember
where I was before, so desperate to cling to one hope,
one person. Now all the changes that have been
pursued, accomplished still there are many more
in store. In this I hope it does not cease, for the day
I stop listening, absorbing and learning is the day I
will beg for my eyes to close until Paradise comes.
Is this, too how you feel about your journey with
Jehovah?

   Still today, this very itching of midnight morning I
sit here enjoying a few stories from within the Bible.
Oh to calm, to soothe, to encourage. Hmm.

    What is keeping you awake?