Catch me
Oh father. Dear Jehovah catch me. Grant me the will to understand where I need to be. Show me that the images I keep rolling in my head will eventually fade away. That the words caressing my skin with disperse with time. Help me silence the vibrations deep within me.
Let the rumbles and rambling cease long enough to be thankful. So grateful for the teachings given in these days.
Years that tumble along, I pray that the memories maintain a distance. No longer a shock or tingling ache that follows me till the downed sun. Yet allow me to recall I did live through those times, just once.
Though I hope not to still think I am a fool for tackling what I never should have entertained in my mind and heart. Let me see that, now I am wiser and that my actions are thoroughly thought out before taken. Overly prepared is better than that of a spontaneous creature.
Please allow time to heal all salted wounds. Let the memories slip in here and there. And if pain and hurt is recalled please accept my tears as I listen to the lesson replayed.
Oh Father, Jehovah is it possible for me to be forgiven? Can there ever be an opportunity that I can thrive as you say? Will I be capable of standing tall and not necessarily feel I am too weak? Will I ever be able to open up, so people who really care, can read who I am? Will there be a time when I don't need to be overly cautious of people?
I don 't believe in destiny. I believe you oh Jehovah have the answers. I hope one day I find my answers. Do we repeat our lessons over and over to learn or to live? Oh will I ever find someone that needs me?
When, when Jehovah?
I overlook so many parts and have a hard time seeing possibilities now. Yet I believe, have true faith in you that there will be an answer some day.
Just not now.
Growth. Understanding. Teaching. Only now is possible. The clinging I have.
Thank you Jehovah for reaching for me.
Let the rumbles and rambling cease long enough to be thankful. So grateful for the teachings given in these days.
Years that tumble along, I pray that the memories maintain a distance. No longer a shock or tingling ache that follows me till the downed sun. Yet allow me to recall I did live through those times, just once.
Though I hope not to still think I am a fool for tackling what I never should have entertained in my mind and heart. Let me see that, now I am wiser and that my actions are thoroughly thought out before taken. Overly prepared is better than that of a spontaneous creature.
Please allow time to heal all salted wounds. Let the memories slip in here and there. And if pain and hurt is recalled please accept my tears as I listen to the lesson replayed.
Oh Father, Jehovah is it possible for me to be forgiven? Can there ever be an opportunity that I can thrive as you say? Will I be capable of standing tall and not necessarily feel I am too weak? Will I ever be able to open up, so people who really care, can read who I am? Will there be a time when I don't need to be overly cautious of people?
I don 't believe in destiny. I believe you oh Jehovah have the answers. I hope one day I find my answers. Do we repeat our lessons over and over to learn or to live? Oh will I ever find someone that needs me?
When, when Jehovah?
I overlook so many parts and have a hard time seeing possibilities now. Yet I believe, have true faith in you that there will be an answer some day.
Just not now.
Growth. Understanding. Teaching. Only now is possible. The clinging I have.
Thank you Jehovah for reaching for me.
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