Monday Mornin’…You Gave Me No Warnin’

Today was one of those days where a warning might have been really helpful.  Just at any point.  Any kind of warning.  Maybe, something, that in bright lights said >WARNING! DANGER Ahead!<

Well, maybe not danger, so to speak, but just warning that things weren’t going to go as “normal”.

I started off my morning reading a hymn in my SRT app.  I rolled back over in bed to close my eyes for 10 more minutes {dang, you SuperBowl for keeping me up late last night!}.

Somehow we all got out of the house on time and to school and work on time.

But then it was like I entered the danger zone.

It’s just busy.  Everything at work is busy right now.  That word is sometimes overused, but for today, it was right on track with what went down.

My workload today was higher than normal.  I got some news that threw me into a little turmoil for a bit {nothing bad about me or anyone else – just sent me for a loop}.  The tire on my car was flat but Andrew was so busy at his hotel that he couldn’t meet me at the tire place to get it fixed so I’m on a donut.  A meeting ran late so while I waited to go in for my part, I was so hungry my stomach was eating itself.  I was tired…like really tired.  I wanted a coke so badly, but this dang wellness scorecard challenge prevents me from drinking one {no, I’m not bitter about it..}.

Then, just as I was accomplishing one task and feeling like I was coming out of my funk…the skies went dark, the wind was hurling and it started to rain.

About that time I also got a text.  My sweet friend who is working on my new logo texted…and basically said that my website crashed as she tried to upload it.

It was one of those things that I was just kind of like, ok.  Now what?  So I sent out a few texts and let the people who know what to do, do what they do.  And I just kept going…knowing my site was going to be down for a few hours.

But I had to turn to Jesus.

Bethel worship is my new thing.  Some of you have probably loved their music for years, but I’ve just recently discovered them.  I closed my door and I turned it up.  I needed to drown the thoughts crowding my mind.  The thoughts and feelings of defeat and that I was being beat-down.

And this song came on and it spoke VOLUMES to my heart and soul.

God I Look To You:
God I look to You, I won’t be overwhelmed
Give me vision to see things like You do
God I look to You, You’re where my help comes from
Give me wisdom; You know just what to do
Chorus:
I will love You Lord my strength
I will love You Lord my shield
I will love You Lord my rock forever
All my days I will love You God
Bridge:
Hallelujah our God reigns
Hallelujah our God reigns
Hallelujah our God reigns forever all my days
Hallelujah

 

I said a prayer to not be overwhelmed, because, if I am truthful with you, I was.  Totally and completely.  I texted two friends and asked for their prayers.  Everything just seemed like too much.  My wild imagination was probably running a little too wild at that point.  And things were seeming a lot worse than they really were…

So while the clouds had rolled in, literally and figuratively, the wind swirled outside my window…I praised the Lord.

Then, as always…the clouds gave way and the sun came out.  Literally and figuratively.  This afternoon as I rose the blinds in a window of our work area, while it was still dark…the sun came back out.  And the young guy who works near that window sent me a text with the sunglasses emoji to let me know that the glare had returned to his computer screen. 😉

Hallelujah our God reigns.  Forever!

 

My new logo is close to being ready for going live…thanks again to everyone who “voted” last week when I gave you all the four options.  I’m terribly excited about it and a few other things this friend is working on for Camellias and Copper.

 

Now to share with you a picture I captured last night…when I was blogging about my disappointment in the Super Bowl halftime show…and R was supposed to be in the bed…Andrew was sitting next to me on our bed, holding my hand.  R came and sat between us, saw his daddy’s hand on mine, and stuck his right next to it.

I almost melted into a pile of melted mush.

The hands that hold me…the ones I see and the ones I don’t see, are many.

Love to you all this really cold Monday night.