Grateful to Jehovah

First steps this morning are gratitude towards Jehovah. The sights and smells I awaken to, I am so happy I got one more day to learn.

This early morning, still snuggled inside my blanket I have been able to see the darkened sky turn to light blues. 

Still a bit hazy but reds and pinks push me to stand and inhale the beauty streaming inside my window.

How can I not be grateful for the blessing of being alive, breathing and walking well? Indeed I stretch further and yet I know I must rest.

I am grateful Jehovah has said for me to rest. I have so many goals I want to attain yet how much of them are needs?

Always strength is found through prayers,  through Jehovah.  I find myself seeing sometimes the days really have to be about you.

The rest. The hope of regaining statue. Still faith is strong, hope unbreakable. So yielding to Jehovah is my heart and mind because my body is tired. Trust is held close inside my tears. I find small measures of spark after I release my thoughts to Jehovah.

Indeed I know that I pushed in my service to Jehovah, yesterday.  Today I must find comfort inside a blue blanket. Strengthening my soul so I may continue to smile and help others.

Today I am grateful for the goodness of my gift from Jehovah.

Hope I continue to have. Now into the decadent world of sleep I fall back into.

Good day my grand friend. Pea pod you are.