Distances of a grand friendship
Distances the mind takes to hide or erase feelings I hold deep within me. Some
are angry. Some are sad. Some are beautiful. Yet even more so are the pulls
of a constant battle within my mind and heart.
A hope that I am capable of overcoming. As I push through these times I don't
make myself feel worthless. I address the complications and expand on just how
I am feeling. So that the research I am given will open more the wound that is
breaking me.
I pray so hard some days that I even wonder if the prayer is heard. Then when I
expect my assumptions are correct Jehovah manages to surprise me with the necessary means to continue in the correct path.
Sure there are days where I pray. Pray. And pray some more. Shouting, in my mind, a warning not to be dismayed by the answers that are provided. Sure there are those days that I do scream aloud. Only to recognize there is no justice nor calm in doing so. The resolve is to remain at peace.
So many times I am found that just the tinest of answers are the greatest ones. A simple way of life repeats the clarity more often than not. Then I am no longer questioning what food Jehovah gives me. I just take it and expand myself.
Kind of like a burst of a burning that has just been sent this tinder to spark another flame. I am not sure many will understand this but the message is that Jehovah hears thoughts and prayers.
So when I war with myself I find the right scriptures or videos that answer my prayers. Even I find myself being a part of that spark. Moving forward and addressing the areas of complications. Just adapting the necessary changes to address the new pieces of me.
To me, when Jehovah answers my battle cries its kind of like this warm hello of love surrounding me. He opens doors I would never have thought were available. Even more so are the depth of meaning in his words. I grasp what he is saying. And for me this is quite remarkable.
And on those days where I am struggling to hold myself in balance I am grateful of the corrections I have found inside Jehovah's words. A slow hope that helps me keep going.
A cooling of feelings and a grand exploration of the beauty of my friendship with Jehovah. What an adventure!
are angry. Some are sad. Some are beautiful. Yet even more so are the pulls
of a constant battle within my mind and heart.
A hope that I am capable of overcoming. As I push through these times I don't
make myself feel worthless. I address the complications and expand on just how
I am feeling. So that the research I am given will open more the wound that is
breaking me.
I pray so hard some days that I even wonder if the prayer is heard. Then when I
expect my assumptions are correct Jehovah manages to surprise me with the necessary means to continue in the correct path.
Sure there are days where I pray. Pray. And pray some more. Shouting, in my mind, a warning not to be dismayed by the answers that are provided. Sure there are those days that I do scream aloud. Only to recognize there is no justice nor calm in doing so. The resolve is to remain at peace.
So many times I am found that just the tinest of answers are the greatest ones. A simple way of life repeats the clarity more often than not. Then I am no longer questioning what food Jehovah gives me. I just take it and expand myself.
Kind of like a burst of a burning that has just been sent this tinder to spark another flame. I am not sure many will understand this but the message is that Jehovah hears thoughts and prayers.
So when I war with myself I find the right scriptures or videos that answer my prayers. Even I find myself being a part of that spark. Moving forward and addressing the areas of complications. Just adapting the necessary changes to address the new pieces of me.
To me, when Jehovah answers my battle cries its kind of like this warm hello of love surrounding me. He opens doors I would never have thought were available. Even more so are the depth of meaning in his words. I grasp what he is saying. And for me this is quite remarkable.
And on those days where I am struggling to hold myself in balance I am grateful of the corrections I have found inside Jehovah's words. A slow hope that helps me keep going.
A cooling of feelings and a grand exploration of the beauty of my friendship with Jehovah. What an adventure!
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