Request of help

          Understated are the clear stars. Holding tight to
a memory. Now I must regain my steps. Now I must
remember my goals.

         One step at a time, leaping and bounding in good
cheer. Did you listen? Oh the laughter that hides inside
my spirit needs, wants an escape yet nothing calls for
it.

         Shh I say to myself. If there is joy it will be shown
for now I just observe. Ah silently I move. Hoping the
answers are opening a new layer. Oh Jehovah let it be
shown.

          Right now I wait for a few minutes longer before
I go ring a doorbell to enter work. Hoping the crush of
work makes me forget my anxious soul, mind.

          The mind tricks the senses. Oh just don't want
to fall into disappointment. Please, please if there is
kindness in a prayer for me, say so.

          Ah la I do feel the quivering of tears rushing to
the barrier of my eyes yet none fall. I press back my
shoulders, lift my head. Strength, courage and endurance
that Jehovah gives holds me up.

         Once more dear friend, a kind word means a thousand
things but expressed could go on forever. Silly perhaps but
I know you will understand my need of one, kind
encouraging word or Scripture to press, remind me.

        Here I sit listening to words that build, strengthen me.
Still just an emotion inside trickles causing so many
questions that I don't want to even contemplate right now.

         Hmm. Here I go. The tears rolling. The weakness
expressed. Still enduring.

         So any kind word shown would be accepted. A sigh
placed in the wind. Oh how calm I am as I enter the
doorway. Strong.

         Sending a request along the lines and a huge hug
in memory of love. Only I request a response. Lift yourself
in helping a sibling, a friend.