How to endure waiting

              I thought I could not understand the levels
of strength I was given to persevere but then I realized
I wasn't alone.

              The warmth given throughout the days, the proof
that the narrow path I was on indeed was correct. The steps
I was taking would provide an answer in the end.

               Surprisingly I didn't realize just how much. Still
so many days I did feel cracked, crying myself to sleep
was the only available solution.

                Oh how I did not comprehend how clearly that
others were listening to my words, gaining strength. So
this knowledge pushed me further, pressing myself harder
into hoping a prayer to be answered.

               Still, now, I have those tiny moments where I
slip, thinking I am alone in this world. The only one
listening to the rambling, echoing words inside me. Oh
but a voice vibrates inside my memory saying just lean,
I am here.

             Oh the softest of laughs opens up. Perhaps silliness
but the love of Jehovah just seems to amplify as someone
sends a caring note or voice in my direction. Oh Jehovah,
thank you.

             Ah the moments of solitude sits upon me right now. I
don't know the right steps to invite peopled to hear my
voice. I have stayed close to me for so long the solo
person is shy.

              Oh to impart my soul upon another for company,
I seriously have no clue. Right now the need is heightened
but I just wait. Patience is pressing me to be stationary.

               Here I wait. Here I listen. Here I observe.
Here I smile.

                I know in time opportunities will arise and I will
be able to supply a voice, a joyful spirit until then I must
be silent.

                Ah why I must be so old fashioned? To be invited
via formal paper invitation or verbally by hosts? Is that a
lost art, trait of chivalry, nobleness? Perhaps the necessity
of respectful behavior that has passed down through
generations. Who knows, I am for sure quirky.

               Alas things in this world must wait. Patience I
must build. Jehovah will open opportunity to me, to
friendships.

               Oh my dear friend some days I want to scream,
begging for company. Still I look on, waiting. Have you
ever been in such a position such as me?

               Just waiting, wanting interaction but only allowed
to watch? Please, I beg, how did you endure? As I did,
through Jehovah's words?