Pushing words, gifts of kindness

      I find with my prayers to Jehovah the answers
are seated before me. So thankful for the variety of
friends, of family that bring Scriptures to pull my
spirit back up.

      Such as that of 2 Corinthians 1:3, 4; Isaiah 41:10,13
and 2 Thessalonians 3:1-5 NWT. Such words push
me.

     I have prayed and prayed over all the news that
fell upon me. Pressing my worry upon Jehovah I
read yet another encouraging Scripture. Knowing it
was not for me still I found it uplifting me more.
(Isaiah 40:26 NWT)

    Every drop of rain, every drop of sunshine, every
word I draw positive from. Becoming the strength
my family needs me to be. Not hiding my tears. Not
running away. No fears are there because I know
my Father, Jehovah lifts me.

    Ever encouraging is one smile, one view of
sunshine, a thought of friends, a small gift of a story
in kindness. So much Jehovah gives me. Gladly I
accept and give thanks where due, if capable.

    So dear friend I am ever happy for your joy. The
steps taken to make your face light up.

    One step on the road to thousands miles north
I am saying a thank you for allowing of a read about
one collection of seeds, of beauty in simple yellow
flowers and a story of coppery stars breaking the light.

    Yes every one moment is cherished. A hug of
appreciation sent in cool air and kiss on the forehead
of a loving sister who needed those words to cheer.

     A soft giggle escapes as I prepare for my journey
of sifting through battle torn history. Ah yes calmed
and safe within Jehovah's loving care.

    Thank you for vibrant yellows spreading wide
across cornflower blues. I smile in happiness for one
gesture of kindness in midst of a trial.