"...but can you ever just be whelmed?"
10 Things I Hate About You. Classic movie. Probably in the category of top 10 favorites. At least top 15. There is just something about it that screams classic... and its easy to quote.
Looking around my house I see piles.
Piles of boxes packed.
Piles of things that need to be packed in boxes.
Piles of things that should have been packed in boxes that are packed but will be packed in boxes labeled "misc."
Piles of things left out for our time as hobos.
Piles yet to have been gone through to know what pile the items belong in to be packed.
I hate piles. I like things put away. And right now, things are not. And often throughout the day I am overwhelmed. This is a time when my almost-two-year-old needs me a lot and in a very different way my 5 month old is dependent on me. So Mommy-duty trumps Packer-Extraordinaire. So piles remain untouched and inside I am freaking out.
And then God sighs and smiles at me. "Oh Julia. Really? Have I ever looked away from you? Have I ever given you any reason to doubt that I have your whole world in My hands?"
My heart continues to freak out. So God sends little reminders again that He's got my back...
Always in little ways.
He sent my mother-in-law and sister-in-law to visit. They washed every window of my house inside and out and attacked several other 'to dos' on my list.
He sent me a great mom-friend, Caroline, who 'gets it.' and has this great kid Layla who wants to chase and play with Wes till they are both ready for a nap.
He sent a maintenance guy, Ben, to fix the bathroom ceiling, at the same time Mor was still in town. Not a great time for them to come and fix it, so Mor and Ben worked it out to fix the ceiling AFTER we move before the next family does.
He sent me Abby, exercise-accountability-texter. To keep me encouraged and motivated even though she lives miles and miles away.
He has given me 4 brothers willing to act like a moving company, and the rest of a family (mom, dad and sister) who want to play and love on me and my little family while we wait for a house.
And the biggest little thing He has given me is Nik. No one is perfect, but this man, holy cow, is good. He knows just went to poke me to make me smile. He comes home (exhausted) and throws Wes in the air a thousand times, makes Molly the perfect bottle (she really loves the bottles he makes the best) and deals with our extra-psycho-dogs-because-they-sense-change-is-in-the-air. AND then does whatever he needs to do to keep the packing process going.
So although right now I am OVERwhelmed. I am blessed. And know that in June, we'll be settled into our new home, piles all put away, the adventure of a new area in front of us and then, at that point, I might just be whelmed.
#lookingforwardtothat
Looking around my house I see piles.
Piles of boxes packed.
Piles of things that need to be packed in boxes.
Piles of things that should have been packed in boxes that are packed but will be packed in boxes labeled "misc."
Piles of things left out for our time as hobos.
Piles yet to have been gone through to know what pile the items belong in to be packed.
I hate piles. I like things put away. And right now, things are not. And often throughout the day I am overwhelmed. This is a time when my almost-two-year-old needs me a lot and in a very different way my 5 month old is dependent on me. So Mommy-duty trumps Packer-Extraordinaire. So piles remain untouched and inside I am freaking out.
And then God sighs and smiles at me. "Oh Julia. Really? Have I ever looked away from you? Have I ever given you any reason to doubt that I have your whole world in My hands?"
My heart continues to freak out. So God sends little reminders again that He's got my back...
Always in little ways.
He sent my mother-in-law and sister-in-law to visit. They washed every window of my house inside and out and attacked several other 'to dos' on my list.
He sent me a great mom-friend, Caroline, who 'gets it.' and has this great kid Layla who wants to chase and play with Wes till they are both ready for a nap.
He sent a maintenance guy, Ben, to fix the bathroom ceiling, at the same time Mor was still in town. Not a great time for them to come and fix it, so Mor and Ben worked it out to fix the ceiling AFTER we move before the next family does.
He sent me Abby, exercise-accountability-texter. To keep me encouraged and motivated even though she lives miles and miles away.
He has given me 4 brothers willing to act like a moving company, and the rest of a family (mom, dad and sister) who want to play and love on me and my little family while we wait for a house.
And the biggest little thing He has given me is Nik. No one is perfect, but this man, holy cow, is good. He knows just went to poke me to make me smile. He comes home (exhausted) and throws Wes in the air a thousand times, makes Molly the perfect bottle (she really loves the bottles he makes the best) and deals with our extra-psycho-dogs-because-they-sense-change-is-in-the-air. AND then does whatever he needs to do to keep the packing process going.
So although right now I am OVERwhelmed. I am blessed. And know that in June, we'll be settled into our new home, piles all put away, the adventure of a new area in front of us and then, at that point, I might just be whelmed.
#lookingforwardtothat
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