Seriousness

       So much is pouring from my mind. So much activity that
conversation is a must so here I find my Father, Jehovah
waiting for me to seek him out.

      Softly the weight of anxiety peels away from me. The
want to see friends and family become great. Still,though
my feet are planted firm in one spot.

       The courage to move is scary because I know they are
the right step. Jehovah has shown me so. Still I am unclear
on if I will be on my own completely or will family help
support. I know Jehovah will be supporting me. Yes I have
accepted that is all that is necessary.

      Still, currently things have been so out of character of
me. The preparations for things has knocked me over.
Support from friends are a major necessity and if my
Father, Jehovah aggrees I will find a smile waiting for me.

     Ah the morning tears flow as I give my thanksgiving to
my Father, Jehovah for the release, for my breath of life
and for the warm love that surrounds me.

      Oh the trials I face I must push back at them. Causing
them to fall over. Spilling out of my spirit as the joy comes
racing back in. As hard as it may sound it is actually the
easiest step I will take.

     Just get out. This I must do. If not to exercise then to
view Jehovah's palette of graying beauty. Oh here I go.
Decorating paleness in hints of warmth only to giggle as
I listen to music. Singing loudly the spirit begins to
soar.

    So dear friend it feels like ages ago I spoke, I smiled,
I laughed. This serious me finds sharpness to wedge inside
a joyful moment.

    So if you see a little sister  recall a moment to
laugh. Perhaps then maybe I too will hop into a smile. Hmm.

   A hope.