Overwhelmedness

I'm at a loss for words tonight. No funny anecdote. No crazy story.

I'm just in a state of overwhelmedness. And gratefulness. And happiness.

I'm overwhelmed with the blessings and gifts that have been lavished upon me. My Jesus has found me somehow worthy enough to be placed in charge of 3 of His most precious possessions. I will never understand His reasoning, because I find faults in myself that run deep and wide. But I choose to just be thankful. And grateful. And overwhelmed at His grace. Because these 3 babies are just that.




Grace.



I'm also overcome with awe that this guy is mine.



It's been a lot of years. A lot of years that have felt like minutes on one hand and millenniums on the other. We've gone through seasons where we couldn't stand to even be in the same room as each other, and we've gone through seasons where we couldn't get enough of each other. Marriage, for sure, isn't a cake walk. But it's great. And through all the frog-kissing and garbage I've walked through, my Jesus gave me a prince. Overwhelmed, I tell ya.


Overwhelmed.



I also stand in amazement of my extended family.



I have caused my parents some serious heartache and crazy pain through the years, but, oh, how I thank my Jesus for giving me to them. He knew how much I needed them. I can't even begin to describe my parents to you. They are just that amazing.




And then there are the in-laws. I have terrific in-laws. Another set of parents that love me just as their own. They are genuine. And real. And just really, really good people. They are kinda quirky, but that works for me. Because quirky is where I fit in best.





I have a sister that has walked a lot of miles with me. Mich and I just get each other. A lot goes unsaid between us, because it can. Because we just know. There is seven years difference between us, but I swear we're twins. We get on each other's nerves like crazy, but are each other's loudest cheerleader and biggest fan. I heart her something fierce.




I have nieces and nephews that make my heart smile. These girls and boys are like water to me. I love their smiles. I love their personalities. They just make my world sweeter. And better. And I would do anything for them. I heart them like crazy.





I have friends that are nothing short of angels.

Stephanie...she inspires me. To be better. I've never met someone as genuinely concerned with the well being of others as this girl. She is the hostess with the mostess. And she makes me laugh. I'm tempted to say that I've never had a friend like Steph. She knows me....and she still wants to hang around. If that ain't love and friendship...I don't know what is! Love ya, Steph.

There's Leanne. You want to talk about a Proverbs 31 woman....you need to meet this girl. I want to be like her when I grow up. 'Nuff said. I love her down to my toes.

And Lisa. My smart-friend. One day she is going to get tired of my calling her that, but until then, her pet name will remain. This girl is incredible. She's funny. And crazy. And daring. And willing to take a chance. She'd dance in the rain with me if I asked her to, and she'd explain the newest taxation plans to me if I asked her to. Who knew we'd end up so close (if you know our story, you are grinning right now), but I love how God works. And how he fits people together. Because my Jesus is just that cool.

And there's all the other women in my life that have walked this crazy road with me. They've made me better, because they have taken the time to love me and my family. I'd be here until Thursday telling you all about each one of them. But my Jesus has worked drops of perfection into my life with these friendships, and I'm so grateful. Awestruck grateful.

And then there are all my friends in this crazy blogosphere. I never ever ever in a million years imagined the friendships and kindred spirits that I would discover behind the wall of this computer screen. People can scoff at us all they want, but our stuff is real. I may never have met some of you face to face, but I feel like I've known you for ages. You are now my family. And I heart you. Oh so very very much.

So.

I'm happy.

Truly happy. I've smiled all day. And I've laughed some.

But today wasn't about being funny. Or witty. Or wearing sass on my sleeve and sarcasm in my flip flops.

It's just about being grateful.

Because sometimes it is just time to fall down at the foot of the throne of my Jesus and thank Him for gifts undeserved, and praise Him for loving me enough to bless me in spite of myself.