Just reach
I walked today, down a road I thought I would not get to. This level of peace and comfort is what I had dreamt about, yet didn't think that I would be ever able to explain to another the depth that needs to stay focused. I don't even know if the words I had in my head were real. Yet there they were, sprayed across hundreds of miles.
In the smallest glimmer of hope, I rested my case beyond a crackling line of electricity. I thought for sure the understanding would be lost in translation. Yet, once again, the reminder is that there are people who listen.
I don't see myself as an educator. I see myself always as an improving minor student with bits of wisdom scattered throughout the cells of my mind. I am no where near the prideful pioneer I once was.
As that knock down was meant to be, I am always grateful that Jehovah heard me. As I look around the days I note the constant corrections I am doing. Even on the details of my life.
Refined to the core of being absolute in studying. Every day there is a little bit of me that reads. At times it is a research of just one phrase in a scripture and on another day it is an emotion or subject that I need to reapply in my life.
Every day I must study. Even if the time is only ten minutes. The requirement or law in my life is that. I know it does not apply to everyone but to keep myself recognizing the precious gift of Jesus Christ and the love of Jehovah, God I have to make this routine for whole soul - entirely.
Such a reward. Oh how I am grateful for just the priviledge to sit in a kingdom hall and listen, absorb and observe. Such joy. Such encouragement. Such a wonderful gift. Do you see it as such? A gift? A reward? Encouragement?
See these notices that have been given to me, I am such a grateful child.
So much I have spoken about. I spoke of forgiveness. I told my friend of the grand hurt I experienced and just how much I really want to see those who left even at the same time, in Paradise. See even the evilness of my father. I know he did not know Jehovah as I do and I would hope to have that opportunity to see him awakening and learning.
But not only him but those who are wandering. Yes those who have chosen to fall out. Sure I speak as though I am back inside the organization. No. Not yet. Though I have made prayers and several hopes to attain goals. As that comes about, the time will be right.
In that due time I will hope that corrections are always there for me. That discipline is given at every turn and healthy reminder continue to remind me of the greatest gift I misunderstood altogether - the ransom.
See when I left I had lost meaning to everything. I cast it all away. Feeling as though a hypocrite. I walked away. Learning, leaning and readjusting. Now I am doing the same but have made some major changes in my life. All for the better, by far.
And I am a little nervous about the grand scheme of things but I place it all in Jehovah's hands. All I can ask for is the daily bread. Nothing of tomorrow, just today.
So how have you turned?
Me? I only know my progress and strive not to be a part of anyone else's because I can only help my change right now. Jehovah knows that. If somewhere in my speaking and my writing someone else talks to Jehovah, that is Jehovah's spirit not me.
So ask in a prayer. Pour your heart, tears and mind into Jehovah's hands. Be free for just the night's sleep. Find your calm and your peace. You will know it once you speak to him. A complete calm of the storm brewing inside of you. Utter silence. Beautiful.
Indeed.
Me? I am in a long exhale. A hope for just a couple of hours of sleep. My calm. My peace. My joy.
And you? You will find all these within yourself, if you hope. Yes. Invisible hope and deep faith. Just reach.
In the smallest glimmer of hope, I rested my case beyond a crackling line of electricity. I thought for sure the understanding would be lost in translation. Yet, once again, the reminder is that there are people who listen.
I don't see myself as an educator. I see myself always as an improving minor student with bits of wisdom scattered throughout the cells of my mind. I am no where near the prideful pioneer I once was.
As that knock down was meant to be, I am always grateful that Jehovah heard me. As I look around the days I note the constant corrections I am doing. Even on the details of my life.
Refined to the core of being absolute in studying. Every day there is a little bit of me that reads. At times it is a research of just one phrase in a scripture and on another day it is an emotion or subject that I need to reapply in my life.
Every day I must study. Even if the time is only ten minutes. The requirement or law in my life is that. I know it does not apply to everyone but to keep myself recognizing the precious gift of Jesus Christ and the love of Jehovah, God I have to make this routine for whole soul - entirely.
Such a reward. Oh how I am grateful for just the priviledge to sit in a kingdom hall and listen, absorb and observe. Such joy. Such encouragement. Such a wonderful gift. Do you see it as such? A gift? A reward? Encouragement?
See these notices that have been given to me, I am such a grateful child.
So much I have spoken about. I spoke of forgiveness. I told my friend of the grand hurt I experienced and just how much I really want to see those who left even at the same time, in Paradise. See even the evilness of my father. I know he did not know Jehovah as I do and I would hope to have that opportunity to see him awakening and learning.
But not only him but those who are wandering. Yes those who have chosen to fall out. Sure I speak as though I am back inside the organization. No. Not yet. Though I have made prayers and several hopes to attain goals. As that comes about, the time will be right.
In that due time I will hope that corrections are always there for me. That discipline is given at every turn and healthy reminder continue to remind me of the greatest gift I misunderstood altogether - the ransom.
See when I left I had lost meaning to everything. I cast it all away. Feeling as though a hypocrite. I walked away. Learning, leaning and readjusting. Now I am doing the same but have made some major changes in my life. All for the better, by far.
And I am a little nervous about the grand scheme of things but I place it all in Jehovah's hands. All I can ask for is the daily bread. Nothing of tomorrow, just today.
So how have you turned?
Me? I only know my progress and strive not to be a part of anyone else's because I can only help my change right now. Jehovah knows that. If somewhere in my speaking and my writing someone else talks to Jehovah, that is Jehovah's spirit not me.
So ask in a prayer. Pour your heart, tears and mind into Jehovah's hands. Be free for just the night's sleep. Find your calm and your peace. You will know it once you speak to him. A complete calm of the storm brewing inside of you. Utter silence. Beautiful.
Indeed.
Me? I am in a long exhale. A hope for just a couple of hours of sleep. My calm. My peace. My joy.
And you? You will find all these within yourself, if you hope. Yes. Invisible hope and deep faith. Just reach.
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