Jehovah heals friendships

         Softly I step. Tender are the thoughts of
friends. Some I am uncertain where I fall but still
I keep pressing forward.

         I cannot allow the uncertainty weigh on me.
I push all that upon Jehovah. Holding down
anything I may stress over.

          One by one I place dreams, hopes and goals
to overlap any thoughts that are negative. Playing
a fine tune over and over to create the positive
emotion.

         The falls I have taken only strengthen me.
Help me. Friends, family, in abundance, apply
words from the Bible across my eyes. The softness
of a strong medicinal compress. Hmm indeed that
is how spectacular Jehovah is - giving, placing the
right people in my pathways.

         I love how Jehovah presses open my spirit
even more, making my mind comprehend the
Scriptures given. I do so enjoy all the ways to learn.
Yes some hurt but what did I gain from the
teachings?

          Ah yes no one really wants to admit a long
lesson was taught but , indeed, so much was observed,
absorbed. How else can the changes be noticed?

           Yes I saw the differences. I understood and
still I fall at times. An imperfection I have. I admit
I said things, wrote things that changed a friendship
once more.

           Ah once again the mind recants the actions.
Yet all had been done. Going back even sickens me.
Still realizing my petite morte.

         Ah sighs escape as how badly I want to erase
all that was done. I know there is no such thing as
time travel, no such thing as rewind so this is
where I have to be.

                         Still..

        Changes must start again. Corrections to my
many imperfections. Once more I must understand
patience. Jehovah and time will heal and changes
will be made. That is if healing needs to smoothe
over all that I cannot undo.

        As I find more words, Scriptures to lead me
down my correct path I must see, understand to a
certain extent that Jehovah will be pressing me
closer and closer to him. Every step, every choice,
every action I pursue Jehovah will help me. All
I have to do is ask.

        One by one the right words will fall. One day
I will gain a new bond in that friendship. Until then
I have to continue to build my relationship with
Jehovah.

        My mind has to remember one day Jehovah
will open the bridge. No longer will there be
charred wood. Once again I will be able to say,
mouth a thank you.

         Until then I must just breathe.