A Truth of how we listen

          Dare we search, dare we listen?

            Indeed so much is improving one by one. Here
a start begins. Holding onto a strong bond. Clever we think
we are. Striving hard to maintain ourselves outside
the world today.

          Yet we cannot avoid the pressures of Satan.

             Indeed though we have strength, guidance
and love. All that keeps us alert towards what we should
be doing. Oh how grateful I am.

          Stepping stones cast, fallen.

               Shh yes tired of the hits but still I am growing
more and more fond of how Jehovah pulls us, strengthens
us with his holy spirit. Oh how increasingly important
every step I take. Even more so the levels I accomplish
in beating Satan against his well thought out plans.

          I almost lost a friend, due to this.

               Carefully meticulous Satan was helping me
chose myself over Jehovah. I listened for knowing in
the world today that is acceptable. Ah ha, alas a prayer
to my Father, Jehovah for another reason grabbed
and shook my senses.

        Another wake up call.

               So clear now as the track I was pursuing.
Empty and fatal. Yes so much I must straighten up.
Clarity is so much better when Jehovah is approving.

       A prayer of hopes contained.

               A newer set of goals sit here. Planning.
Praying. Hoping. Oh how I sigh giving thanks to
Jehovah for halting, healing and loving me into
seeing in my conscience I should not be so self
absorbed.

       What such levels is Jehovah's mercy, love?

            So much I am joined into with millions of
brothers and sisters. Why would I risk all that my
Father, Jehovah is giving me for one simple piece
of Satan's world?  Surprisingly I was on the road to
believing I could gain.

       Thanksgiving to a very concerned Father.

           Truth of joy, of love, of kindness, of
spiritual need all pressed harder. Truth is Satan
does dive deep. He does flick his world at me.
Alas, though, I have a loving Father, Jehovah who
wants me to cling to him.

       Took a little while before I realized the trickery.

           So much can be twisted. Oh how lost I would
have been without my Father. His Truth pulled,
gathered and squeezed. Choking me in goodness.
Just had to stumble hard, skinning my knees and
hands to realize the dangerous route I was taking.

        All for what?

           Ah one moment to steal. Not righteous,
not kind. Such grandness is Jehovah when he sees
and helps correct. A softer, heavy sigh is released
as I look back over the last few months. So
grateful for the reality of my actions, my choices.

      Jehovah's love is merciful. He is patient.

         So yes so many places in life we stumble. So
much Satan tries to weaken our bond with Jehovah.
Still we need to gather strength in Jehovah's  words, the
guidance he gives. So many imperfections but it
is up to us if we are going to allow them to rule our
motions.

      Indeed I am a woman, an emotional one too.

          So much I strive to contain the rawness of
my actions. Now chiding myself long enough before
the relaxation of Jehovah's love and forgiveness of
me. Ah so here I gather myself in the ways Jehovah
would want.

       Soaring once more, my spirit does.

         A voice that sings for the knowledge of showing
family is grand when the common bond is Jehovah so
don't destroy any links to what precious gift was given.

      A brand new day has opened.

         Yes it is chilly. Yes I am a bit nervous. Still
Jehovah is here guiding me in my baby steps. Still though
the simplicity is that Jehovah gave me breath. One more
day to draw closer still to his words, to my Father,
Jehovah.

       Is there anything more I need?

          Oh no. Jehovah is giving all I could possibly
need. Now I just have to learn the lesson of the
experience given and use it to recall when times
come back, thoughts begin to entertain. I must
use information Jehovah has given me to build
stronger the armor against Satan. For more and
more currently Satan will strive to strip me of
my respect, my love of my Father,Jehovah.

        Indeed I am armed.

            Jehovah's words, his active force will help
protect me. How, why I should ever doubt that is
a trick of Satan. The thought of independence and
pride of self.

       What did I learn?

            I learned how sacred my relationship with
Jehovah really is. How truly precious is the tiny pieces
of joy he gives. Truly amazing that I can gain
millions of siblings and the handful of friends. Oh
this is the treasured parts of life.

        It has to be.

              So much joy in a laugh. Carefully placed
inside a new hope. The whispers of giddiness that echo
throughout my soul, spreading so decadent inside my
spirit. Oh yes, this is what I remembered.

      So here is to my new beginning.

            Yes a journey I must dust off my backside,
my knees and palms. One by one the wounds heal
and I start moving more fluidly. Oh thank you Jehovah
for helping me see the choices I was pursuing, so
wrong.

      Here I hope I still have a growing friendship.

          I cannot rush the burns to heal. I can only hope
the scars are mended to clear with slight imperfections.
Oh how I can hope with the renewed sense of joy.

      All I can ask of my dearest friend.

          Will that be of possibility? Will the corrections
into this new journey rebuild a stronger tapestry or
should the start be of scratch?

     All I know.

          Is the grandness, the magnitude of Jehovah's
love for all his children is simply remarkable. How did
I forget?

     To the new steps of growth.

         All I can do is pray, hope that you are with me.
Pressing the words of Truth to guide me. Do you think
you can help me, my dearest friend, with Jehovah's
loving direction?

                I hope.