Waking up, thanks to Jehovah

    Out stretched the muscles. Groaning and curling.
Far, far is the sensitivity to new aromas upon the
morning light.

    The eyes crack open. The sleepy blues take on the
rays playing their own melody across wedgwood walls.

    Still placing paleness under layers. To stay quiet
for just a little while longer. No disturbances to come
about just yet.

     The slow reach for more alert to vibrate throughout
soul. A stretch, a yawn. The spirit singing in a small
part of joy. I give thanks to my Father, Jehovah for
waking me once more.

    Ah the love that flows through. An amazing sense
of peace, of calm when nerves should be rattling me.

    Once more a yawn pulls, flexs and so alert of the
day. Jumping into the morning full swing now. Plans
for midmorning beckon the right colors only to
enhance how I feel. Jehovah thank you for this
gracious smile from lips to spirit I shine.

   Oh to stand outside soon. Inhaling freshness.
Hmm. I do so look forward to it. Yet first the
preparations for the morning activities. So looking
forward to any guidance, any friends and all the love
in giving.

   So I hope Jehovah continues to give me the strength,
patience and courage to press through this day.

   Ah dear friend I hope your day falls just the way
you want. That your choice of activities keeps you
smiling throughout. Also I press a prayer that your
spirit continues to shine even in possible low
moments. For love is everywhere so just soak into it.

   Enjoy the day as I will.