A gentle word inside a thoughtful meditation

    There are no words of cure that can ease an emotional
soul. The only thing to do is pray and meditate into sleep.
I too have done so for friends and myself. Often times I
become alert by the layers of tears that were shed
throughout the midnight hours.

   So the loss of help only enhances the cry of more specialized
prayers. I hold strongly upon the hope for friends and
family alike. Some need or request more and with that plea
I,too, place inside my prayers to my Father, Jehovah.

   Each glance into a thought I give a huge shove in the request
of my prayers to be about those at loss with emotions and
a voice. Softly I whisper the names of those who I desperately
want to give my strength to. Hoping Jehovah opens and
gives pieces of me to those in need. The simplest parts that
say the grandest of intricate details.

   Yet the question that opens is: is that enough? Can my
prayers, my hopes and my strength be good enough for one
or two in great need? Oh I cannot rely on myself for such
answers to these questions. This is where Jehovah is here.
Prepared for all his children to lean upon him.

    Oh how I hope. So exhausting in the search for words to
echo. Only one part of a verse replays in my mind: Psalm
94:13a NWT (To give him quietness from days of calamity).

    Jehovah I ask how does that help and Proverbs 17:17 NWT
finds my fingertips and my thoughts. (A true companion is
loving all the time and is a brother that is born for when
there is distress). Then I ask how do I really help my
brothers and sisters with such things?

    Kindly I am shown Romans 12:12 NWT (Rejoice in the hope.
Endure under tribulation. Persevere in prayer) Truly I see
how majestic Jehovah is in answering my questions. I can
only hope that the trials friends, family are facing
they find the Scriptures I have given a source of
encouragement from Jehovah. I hope that all has been
felt and is dragging Jehovah uplifts from your spirit and
pulls the weariness from your soul.

    My lengthy course of meditation has brought huge sighs
and stretching yawns. I am grateful for the answers I have
been given. I can only hope that my meditation vibrated
throughout the midnight air, falling upon heavy eyelids.
Praying that siblings can finally relax and enjoy a peaceful
rest.

    Oh Jehovah I hope that is not too much to ask for inside my
prayer. Alas my dearest friend I pray there is a good dream
that Jehovah places before your heavy eyes. I hope the
weight of your emotions are lifted and the strength is
renewed. For all that I prayed for you, indeed, were at the
top of my list, echoing throughout the plea of specifications.

   I can only show what is there, here in my mind. So please
accept my strength and keep striving to be closer to our
Father, Jehovah, God for he does hear, heal and strengthen.

   Ah how, now, I am exhausted. Not depleted just tired but
full of hopes. I am ready for my dreams. I pray you are too.

   Seek out Jehovah to view my smiles inside a sweet memory
of quirkiness. Watch and chuckle for the silly dance in the
rain will cheer your lips and bring sprinkles of joy to your
spirit.

   This I hope you find encouraging and keep holding onto
the love of one kind sibling, one little sister giving the biggest
hug inside her gift from Jehovah. Would you find it
helpful?

    This I can only be patient and observe all that you display.
So I will keep on meditating as you have for me. The silent
thoughts released upon Jehovah. Now to begin anew.

    Smile for I know silliness helps.