Cold

So cold now. No means to stay warm. Five layers and still I shiver.  Yet I don't say a word.

Silence.

No need to look for anything except more layers of covers. A hope that I finally rest, peacefully.

Warmed.

Softly I whisper a prayer in my mind. Giving that of gratitude and thanksgiving to Jehovah for pulling me out tonight. Helping me explore parts of me that no one saw but Jehovah.

So gently I now lay my head. The clarity of life is opened wide. Tackling what I need to for remembering life.

So I was just reminded how well I let things pull me from Jehovah's table. How hard I fell, repeatedly. Yet now, hindsight.

I pay for my lessons. I look towards the answers and I follow my heart to Jehovah once more. So if it be looking from window inside, I accept.

I understand what is necessary because I don't have all the pieces of the puzzle and I can't see the big pictures.

Though I am positive in whatever is given it is to learn just how important Jehovah needs obedience from us.

I reaped what I sowed and I was truthful. Exactly to point. Though gut says one thing and over reaching mind says another. So
I can only pray.

Beg for mercy.

Either way I was used by Jehovah and I will see the love he has for me. Time.

That is all I can say. Time