Favorite spot

     Well seated in my oiled leather chair. My favorite
spot at my favorite coffee shop. Here I sit listening
to the teachings of private tutors. Ah and how
quiet this environment is.

       I am reading parts of my lesson for Tuesday.
Holding onto a few good questions. Hoping I will be
able to answer them when I reach home, to
research the infomation on the online. Looking
forward to the answers found.

       Oh how calming a busy but quiet atmosphere
can be. So gentle is the idea of people gathering
for coffee or tea.

       Onward the crowds pick up. Looking, hoping
yet I know the answer. Still I hope. No pain and no
hurting inside my conscience so I am continuing in
the pursuit of hope.

      Silently I observe all around me. The slowness
I am in verses the world. Perhaps not slow just more
simple, observant of Jehovah's work. That must
be why the exhale of my mint breath is long. Ah
I am not going to try to understand. So much is there
that I do not know. So much I leave upon
Jehovah.

       Hmm. How careful I sip my coffee. Enjoy the
warmth down my throat.

      Now back to lesson at hand until a later moment
of another sip. Clearly I had hoped and clearly I
will learn more the lesson of patience.