Wind that warned

      Careful. Stayed warned. What of loving your
enemy? Oh how the human imperfections can cause
great sorrow. Pehaps even pull those who are
learning to fall back.

       Yet here I stand knowing that Satan uses all that
he can to drive a wedge through me. Causing the
swirls of hatred to form simply because of our
imperfections.

        Clearly if one sister has issues with another why
am I tossed in the middle? Why does it have to be
me that gets to remain silent? Oh I pray to you Jehovah
for the strength to press passed the negativity placed
here. Seeing, acknowledging that if I were weaker
I would have been gone. Still I cling to you, to your
table Jehovah knowing that is what you want me to
do.

         Oh I want to say something. I want to expand
all that sits weighing upon me yet I know you are
the only one that can set me free of my burdens.

         This to me halts all that could, would have
hindered my growth with you. Without Jehovah's
support I would be gone. Such wonder how he
keeps us all close.

         Oh I stay vibrant in my lessons. Holding onto
all that I know of Jehovah. Clearly the this is the Truth.

          I need not to run. Yes I am alert. Alert to all
that is tempted by unruly imperfections. Still how
could I move forward if I had not learned of Jehovah's
holy spirit?

         Hmm. Now sitting here and enjoying my moment
in the wind. Carefully I sit, looking out as the
silence is disturbed by rustling of leaves and musky
scents of rain to come.

         Sprinkles are here. Higher are the echoes of
hopes, dreams. My eyes are ready to enjoy this
calming moment. The breeze to kiss my copper strands
and press back my head in antispation of loving
tickles across my face and neck.

         Indeed a smile sits upon my rosy lips.
Dress in relaxation. Pale denim, rose print tank top
and bare feet. Ah I feel beauty shining throughout
my spirit.

        Do you see it?