The words of pain I choose Jehovah to take

              The words I struggled to say fell deep into
my soul. Sparing no cost of the pain that opened. The
wounds that spread wide for all to see.

              Carefully I stepped away from all that was
itching to tear me apart. Walking, running as far as
I could. Still it seemed as though I never moved,
standing cemented right next to the issue at hand.
The wrong play of placing fingers, voices where I was
not needed or stepping far from the danger. Still here
I am waiting for the moment to jump up and down in
overwhelming joy. Hoping for that long standing
happiness to sit down and laugh at and with me.

               Would I listen? Perhaps? Ah that is a comedy
in an intimate wonder. Still the mind sits silently
open. Waiting for the doors to slam shut before even
the widening begins. Perhaps the sudden change of
contentment overwhelms some but me, ah me, I stay
quiet and observe.

                Perhaps that is what makes me different,
makes me unique. Perhaps that is the necessary
voice that begs of Jehovah's help. Would I be able
to voice my concern when it is needed? Oh Jehovah
helps me open. Standing firm with what I know is
right. Correcting others, gently, when they try to
overrule where it isn't their place.

                 Watch out for the breaths of roar. The
chords of the wind. Absorbing all that is intoxicating.
Slowly the emotions fall short and the heart races.
Every beat is stronger and heavier. Every thought is
making one more stride closer to attaining a goal.

                 For those who tries to overpower and
demean me or another in my family, I strive in the
kindest of terms to place in front of them that all will
not be okay. None will be noticed if harm or no
respect is given.

                No. No man can give me the protection that
Jehovah, God can give me. For many may try but I
know from the Scriptures only Jehovah can keep his
promises. Jehovah lays open the correct path for all
his children to take yet we all have the free will to go
awry. So here I ask, I beg that you listen and choose
to hear his words.

              Ah how complex yet even still so simple is
the layers molded, built. Jehovah replaces my smile
where in the last few days seems to be missing. Oh
I give the greatest of compliments to Jehovah over
his love for me.

           Dear friend I hope that your choices today are
in love, comfort and joy. That you seek moments to
just breathe in all the glorious parts of Jehovah and
that you seek out loved ones with the greatest yet
simplest surprises of the moment. Take care. Sending
the love of a little sister to you.