On more than one occasion, someone will tell me: “I don’t know how you can do it”.
I have to be honest.
I just don’t know how I can’t do it.
I find myself in this place, wondering what on heaven and earth I did to be so utterly blessed.
Words cannot adequately express how totally humbled I am by the trust I have been granted to carry the load I have been given.
The praises, the “thanks” and the words of support I receive mean a great deal to me; they fill my tank. Yet, being the closed book that I am, I just have an extremely hard time accepting all of these gifts. I have so many already; I feel like a hoarder, winning the lottery every single day. Anything extra just seems to spill out over the edges – and from the corners of my eyes.
I will be the first to admit: I am more than just overwhelmed.
I am inundated.
At first, it was the weight of the load that seemed to be crushing me. In time, with equal measures of patience and faith, I began to see things in a different light. I began to understand and appreciate what I had really been given.
Once that happened, I began to carry the weight in a different fashion.
Ultimately, it wasn’t the weight that had overpowered me.
It was the love that had truly “runneth over” my life.
Now, recognizing that, I just don’t know how can’t I do it.