A whole lot of mess
I sate here thinking that my life was a whole lot of mess only to come to realize that I just allow a lot of crude inside. Holding in all that might be weighing down upon me. Then I sigh and realize that I have the best support system in all the worlds - heaven and earth. Jehovah, God.
I can't seem to think that all that runs through my mind and heart is all good. I must say there are numerous times when I question just the ideas that pop inside of my cleared mind. Even the dreams that I see inside my slumber. It's surprising how I am even capable of talking with all that is vivid and vocal inside of me.
Then just when I feel like I am drowning I am capable with power not my own, to pick up and keep moving. Profound I must say. Not even an ounce is my strength by that time. All I can do is say a gracious prayer and release the anxiety into the air. Exhaling as the calm overcomes me.
So all those that place a name or a face into my worry path, I just jot you down as another prayer. I thought I wasn't talking to Jehovah enough and then I say another prayer to ask for more help with my prayers. Sounds silly perhaps but that is always something I am concerned about. I suppose that is not a bad thing.
Some day I realize that all that was displayed before me, anguish and such, I am pressing forward. And even in those tiny moments where I have absolutely no courage to tackle the challenge of crude as obstacles in my life, I am grateful for the truth of Jehovah standing with a grand shield against me. Pure armour I am grateful to obtain.
As I recognize there are many who I clash with and the enduring of patience I yield I am well aware that it is Jehovah standing with me, perhaps, even whispering in my spirit to be strong. I just have to sigh and be quiet even though the thoughts are rumbling through my head. Even those I have to remind myself of the differences we all have. All of our personalities and imperfections do rub others the wrong way.
Even much more are those who know nothing of the truth and strive so hard to contaminate my mind to address with contention against them. Then I release and say another prayer. Oh how Jehovah hears me when I need to walk away in peace, not start a fight over the details of insignificance.
Such a protector and warrior Jehovah is. Such beautiful qualities and love he spreads. And as I sit here I realize all that I am thinking is harsh in my life, really isn't such as those who know nothing of Jehovah. Perhaps that is where my sadness is felt. Even more so is when I have to say to myself not to attack those who are ignorant or naive about what Jehovah gives.
Just keep forgiving. Keep loving. Keep smiling. That is how my life goes. Some instances are rough but nothing compares to those who know nothing about Jehovah. So here is a little love for you all. Hang in there.
I can't seem to think that all that runs through my mind and heart is all good. I must say there are numerous times when I question just the ideas that pop inside of my cleared mind. Even the dreams that I see inside my slumber. It's surprising how I am even capable of talking with all that is vivid and vocal inside of me.
Then just when I feel like I am drowning I am capable with power not my own, to pick up and keep moving. Profound I must say. Not even an ounce is my strength by that time. All I can do is say a gracious prayer and release the anxiety into the air. Exhaling as the calm overcomes me.
So all those that place a name or a face into my worry path, I just jot you down as another prayer. I thought I wasn't talking to Jehovah enough and then I say another prayer to ask for more help with my prayers. Sounds silly perhaps but that is always something I am concerned about. I suppose that is not a bad thing.
Some day I realize that all that was displayed before me, anguish and such, I am pressing forward. And even in those tiny moments where I have absolutely no courage to tackle the challenge of crude as obstacles in my life, I am grateful for the truth of Jehovah standing with a grand shield against me. Pure armour I am grateful to obtain.
As I recognize there are many who I clash with and the enduring of patience I yield I am well aware that it is Jehovah standing with me, perhaps, even whispering in my spirit to be strong. I just have to sigh and be quiet even though the thoughts are rumbling through my head. Even those I have to remind myself of the differences we all have. All of our personalities and imperfections do rub others the wrong way.
Even much more are those who know nothing of the truth and strive so hard to contaminate my mind to address with contention against them. Then I release and say another prayer. Oh how Jehovah hears me when I need to walk away in peace, not start a fight over the details of insignificance.
Such a protector and warrior Jehovah is. Such beautiful qualities and love he spreads. And as I sit here I realize all that I am thinking is harsh in my life, really isn't such as those who know nothing of Jehovah. Perhaps that is where my sadness is felt. Even more so is when I have to say to myself not to attack those who are ignorant or naive about what Jehovah gives.
Just keep forgiving. Keep loving. Keep smiling. That is how my life goes. Some instances are rough but nothing compares to those who know nothing about Jehovah. So here is a little love for you all. Hang in there.
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