Questions to the new start

                 I sit here preparing what I am to say
to strangers of Jehovah. Still I am wondering if I even
have that right?

               Still the voice is shaky but Jehovah's words
are placed firmly inside. The notes of joy I gain from
association is the love I need. Jehovah knows that.

            So I press. Presenting myself to do his work,
proudly proclaiming all his attributes. Indeed I am
indebted to the amount of time Jehovah gives me.

           Yes. I am still trying to appear strong but I am
so weak. The levels of calm I strive to claim are so
laughable.

           Soon I will be able to find ways to eliminate
these emotional bits. Learning the new ways to walk,
feeling pride in Jehovah's care of me.

           Every step I gain, every smile I attain, every
goal I reach will teach me strength. So when I am
battling far worse in times to come I can prevail. Ah
that is my lesson.

         Not the one of tattered tapestries. The rebuilding
of my relationship. Indeed the clarity is pulling. How
I am grateful. How I am looking forward to the
sharpness of steps. I am learning, inhaling. To me that
has to be enough. How about you?

       Hmm. I have been sharp. Cutting but not exploding.
Interesting is the news of how I am controlling something,
for once.

     Did you expect too much? Yes I did. Did you start the
motions? No but I escalated, I participated. Do you still
want the conversations to be real? ABSOLUTELY! Do you
think that can be attainable through siblings? I do, slowly.

     Questions I want to ask. Yourself. I answered. Now
all can be asked the same to others. Answered in time
or upon rapid notions, still you must say.

    Conversations are a must. So be it simple. But please
don't break the tie to the finest of threads. It only
destroys. Making a rebuild a little difficult if the burn
is in the middle of a beautiful picture.

   Not my choice. Just me to obey. Beginnings have
to mend too. They have to start somewhere, right?

      How about now?