Be grateful for the power
For today I had been so weak but I researched for courage and strength. Strength led me to Philippians 4:13, "For all things I have the strength through the one who gives me power." It truly made me think and meditate over how even though I am weak with sickness Jehovah still gives me strength to move, get out and do things.
Granted I have maintained some relaxation. Giving myself the understanding of a slower pace. Realizing just how tired I can become if I race off somewhere. Then I went back a few scriptures to the familiar 4:6,7 of Philippians. Recalling not to be worried about the weakness and needing of slowing down.
Ah then the scriptures in Isaiah 40:29-31 just made me think of that Jehovah gives me power to stand up and regain the strength, the courage to keep moving. This is the gratitude I have today. Even though my system is sick and tired I still am able to go about the day. Moving in slower motions, I still stand up.
Not tall but lingering in a warmth of love. I shake, I fumble but I am still standing. This is only because the love of Jehovah has for me. The strength, the power he gives me to maintain a silent focus. It seems small for some but for me I feel the burst of energy. The need to stand with brothers and sisters to build a relationship, stronger with Jehovah.
I sigh because the hinting of pain but I don't let the high temperature nor the pain swallow me up. I am will stand, I will shine because Jehovah puts power in me to praise him thoroughly. I willingly do so.
I even gave myself the push of styling my hair. Something I knew would take away a lot of strength but I felt beautiful. That is what I needed today to shine brighter. Even though the parts of me feel like crumbling I am still capable of smiling.
Breathing.
No one can comprehend the levels I sigh to escape the burn, the lava, the crunching of bones and muscles. Not one has been in my shoes and so that I lean upon Jehovah when I am ready to crash. I close my eyes just at this moment. Holding onto the hope that I will not fall nor whine about my issues. I will only hope to maintain strength and support towards others.
For this very moment I sway to maintain my steps. Yet I am still standing. I am grateful.
I don't ask for pity. I only ask for understanding. I also know many won't be so patient. That is okay. I am not there for them. I am there because I know I need Jehovah. That is the only importance I have at this moment.
And to continue to breathe.
Be grateful that your steps are not as mine are. Be grateful you stand without pain. Be grateful that you do not shake nor sway with your steps. Be grateful. Be hopeful. Be happy.
Remember to love all. Even me.
Granted I have maintained some relaxation. Giving myself the understanding of a slower pace. Realizing just how tired I can become if I race off somewhere. Then I went back a few scriptures to the familiar 4:6,7 of Philippians. Recalling not to be worried about the weakness and needing of slowing down.
Ah then the scriptures in Isaiah 40:29-31 just made me think of that Jehovah gives me power to stand up and regain the strength, the courage to keep moving. This is the gratitude I have today. Even though my system is sick and tired I still am able to go about the day. Moving in slower motions, I still stand up.
Not tall but lingering in a warmth of love. I shake, I fumble but I am still standing. This is only because the love of Jehovah has for me. The strength, the power he gives me to maintain a silent focus. It seems small for some but for me I feel the burst of energy. The need to stand with brothers and sisters to build a relationship, stronger with Jehovah.
I sigh because the hinting of pain but I don't let the high temperature nor the pain swallow me up. I am will stand, I will shine because Jehovah puts power in me to praise him thoroughly. I willingly do so.
I even gave myself the push of styling my hair. Something I knew would take away a lot of strength but I felt beautiful. That is what I needed today to shine brighter. Even though the parts of me feel like crumbling I am still capable of smiling.
Breathing.
No one can comprehend the levels I sigh to escape the burn, the lava, the crunching of bones and muscles. Not one has been in my shoes and so that I lean upon Jehovah when I am ready to crash. I close my eyes just at this moment. Holding onto the hope that I will not fall nor whine about my issues. I will only hope to maintain strength and support towards others.
For this very moment I sway to maintain my steps. Yet I am still standing. I am grateful.
I don't ask for pity. I only ask for understanding. I also know many won't be so patient. That is okay. I am not there for them. I am there because I know I need Jehovah. That is the only importance I have at this moment.
And to continue to breathe.
Be grateful that your steps are not as mine are. Be grateful you stand without pain. Be grateful that you do not shake nor sway with your steps. Be grateful. Be hopeful. Be happy.
Remember to love all. Even me.
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