WHEN GOD BLESSES

I understand hard times and confusion that goes along with life. I understand love, hate and relationships that come through our lives. I have strong hope and determine thoughts that string alone like a soft cloud on a windy day. My passion for life has long ago pass through turbulence from one heart to another hoping to settle on a love that God has bless long ago. Sometimes we see God work day and night never sleeping for our own soul to rest and not knowing that all this was just for me, a blessing I could not see. I fuss and I cry, don't know if I want to live or die, many voices in my head pulling side to side with "what if this and what if that" the meds taken to ease the pain and the loud noise in my brain,but nothing is greater than the still soft voice the covers me from head to toe.  I do not know what God has for me, if I my call him by his first name, Jehovah if you please, I get down on my knees and pray to a God that sits on high and look down low, never forsaking me, only braking me, making strong and pure, so when I look in the mirror I look just like him. I got to love him, I got no choice, besides he always talking to me with that soft still voice. He is my blessing, its finally real, not money, car or house, it is he who is the real thrill. Without him I would die, off to hell I would go then were would I be, a dead woman cant prosper, my life he has kept, so Jesus is my blessing, he is true. So when you count your blessing don't think of cars or jewels. Think of that lonely carpenter who came down to earth to carve a chair out of wood so you could have a seat in heaven. God bless you. --Poeticjustice46