I am gratefully overwhelmed.

In the last 24 hours or so, I have received beautiful or fun messages from Geri, Chris,  Bonnie, Mandrae, Karissa, Shelly, Joyce, Linda, Elaine, Karen, Michelle, Julie, and Lisa.

I was able to see and talk to my grandchildren last night for about 15 minutes – one of the joys of my life, connecting with my incredible little ones.

I was privileged to spend time with my sister and my Dad, and I also got to see John and Deanna.

I have had a wonderful week in the office in Overland Park with my co-worker friends and bosses, working, planning, and playing together as we begin this first quarter of 2019.

I have a husband who tells me with every phone call that he loves me, he is proud of me, our life is a dream come true, he is the luckiest man.

I am gratefully overwhelmed.

I am exercising again.

I just walked back to my desk after 5 flights of stairs, 100 total, to be greeted with this:

I am gratefully overwhelmed.

I am grateful for sore muscles.

I am grateful for a smaller, new vehicle to drive.

I am grateful for a warm shower.

I am grateful for socks.

I am grateful that I can be in and among foul language and inappropriateness in this season and it no longer bothers me. People are who they are, and God is teaching me and I am learning to look past that which used to make me cringe and judge and see them as beautiful.

I am gratefully overwhelmed.

I am grateful for a paycheck.

I am grateful for two reminders this week that life is short – it is important to say the words “I love you,” and take the time.

I am grateful for Klondike bars.

I am grateful for a full charge on my cell phone.

I am grateful for an abundance of devotions that call out to me and are used by the Holy Spirit to ground my thoughts.

I am gratefully overwhelmed.

I am grateful for a SLATE of new cards to send. Cards bring me happy.

I am grateful that my heart sings.

Gratefully overwhelmed for the reminder once again of a hymn and a song that have never left my memory bank:

I don’t know about tomorrow
I just live from day to day
I don’t borrow from its sunshine
For its skies may turn to gray
I don’t worry o’er the future
For I know what Jesus said
And today I’ll walk beside Him
For He knows what is ahead

Many things about tomorrow
I don’t seem to understand
But I know who holds tomorrow
And I know who holds my hand

I don’t know about tomorrow
It may bring me poverty
But the one who feeds the sparrow
Is the one who stands by me
And the path that be my portion
May be through the flame or flood
But His presence goes before me
And I’m covered with His blood