One Very Happy Girl

God has offered me acceptance when I expect rejection;

forgiveness when I expect anger;

blessings when I expect nothing;

truth when I feel so lost in lies;

faith in spite of my fearful nature;

hope in the midst of a negative world;

and a love that surpasses my understanding, that I shouldn't deserve

but am trying to accept.

  I wrote that as an answer to a devotional question last week, and again on my floor in the basement before the carpet was put down, but I find that it takes me time to truly realize some things (most things really), including things that I've actually written myself.

  I didn't get a chance to help with the basement yesterday.  Between going with my Dad to find me a coffee table, and having to work last night, there just wasn't much time.  But Kev and Ran had assured me that most of the basement would be done by the end of the day.  I honestly didn't expect them to work themselves to the bone, but in my brief stop at home between shopping and work, I saw that they had done it.  The only things left to do were finish the very back part of the drop ceiling, and finish up trim and wall paper.  I was amazed and grateful... and immediately had to rush off to work.

  I spent my night multitasking my thoughts, trying to decide what I could do when I got home.  I could vacuum quick, maybe try to put my chair together.  It seemed amazing to me that by the end of this weekend, the majority of the basement might be done.  I pictured myself enjoying some solitude while putting that chair together after work, and just soaking up that thought...

  That is until I got home, expecting nothing, and received blessings galore!  My furniture was put together!  All of it!  Well actually Randy was still working on the fireplace, but everything else was done.  After spending the entire day down there, Kev came back over to put together my furniture, with some help from Randy and Bon of all people.  I swear, I have the most amazing family!  They are often a blessing that I don't recognize in my daily life, but I saw it last night in living colour.  (Plus, between cardboard cutting, and 'gentle pushing' I now have some inside jokes to laugh about it years to come.)

  Of course, Kev said that it was just because he wanted to get the boxes out with the recycling today, and he and Randy both threatened bodily harm if I ever buy anything from Ikea again, but I spent the rest of my night laughing at their antics and sleep deprived ramblings, and generally just had one of the best times of my life.  Pile on that snow we got last night, and you're looking at one very happy girl.

  Hoping your eyes are opened to some of the blessings in your life today, and that you can experience even half the joy I felt last night.  Grumble and complain some other day, today was meant for joy my friends.

<3 Kayla