The rejoice
Perhaps the chance of more breeze to bring the
face to a higher laugh. Ironic or even cynical I still
have to explain my departure to companion.
Sadly to explain without the reasons of redness
of a crying face. Ah now that is the true test. Waiting
long enough for it to wear off. Fading long enough
to endure all that will assault me as I gain entrance
to the doorway.
Do I want to return currently? No. Much to my
lightness of weights I still feel the tugging of not
wanting to explain anything. Perhaps the fact of
company will just try to show me all will be okay.
Uh duh.
Something that Jehovah has already proven.
Still to "reconfirm" it seems to give comfort to those
others. Still the pardon of cynical, snide remarks
that I halt upon my tongue. Keeping it neutral I
intend to wait longer.
No need for the constant nagging, whiny voice
that interogates me. Just the need to walk in as
though no worries ever caressed my pale soul.
Silly perhaps for the waiting game. Still it best
for no one but Jehovah to know the real parts of
the weights.
Perhaps too much joy overcame me. La. Now that
is comedy. Sitting here listening to the birds chirp,
cars drive by. Feeling the clear breeze hit my ear
then drift across my neck. So gentle. So loving.
Yes kindness in the thoughts were there.
So all who are listening I hope you understand
underneath the laughter, the smiles, the uplifting
words is a sister that also needs those pieces to
press forward.
So not quite ready to head back home. Gaining
the courage and hope. Soon the mind will be
completely settled and the spirit will roar once more.
So if I wave hello please do one too in response.
If I do not do or say anything just crack a joke, dance
a jig or give back a simple gesture of loving kindness
because, who knows, maybe I needed it.
Hmm. Yes face still red, still streaked but tons
better is the spirit. Jehovah brought a powerful answer
upon an uproar. I give a kind nod and apply what
was known.
Patience. Love. Hope. All can lead a spirit to
rejoice.
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