Help! God’s Over Blessed Me

What are you whining about?

Most people see my obviously dyed red-hair, wrinkly, twinkling eyes, grandma-esque demeanor, fast assuming I’m retired and looking forward to my next nap. I confess, the nap part is true but retirement is not on my bucket list.

At this stage of my life, I’ve walked in a variety of shoes. If I were a Barbie, the dolls portrayed would be many; stay at home mom, working mom, single-mom, working/college student mom, career mom, new wife mom, business owner mom, grandma/business owner, and most recent, business owner/ author/freelance writer/and, when given the chance, active mom and grandma. Add to this a wonderful marriage with a man I never tire of hanging with, church life, friends and miscellaneous life.

Is it overwhelming?

Yep.

I often catch myself complaining about the long list of to-dos. Planning, scheming, trading one for another like Pokemon cards. It’s exhausting. Mercifully, God doesn’t let me go on and on, grumbling, knowing exactly how to slap my heart back to the truth.

“Dear daughter,

I’m sorry the blessings I have showered on you are too much, causing great inconveniences. Would you like me to take one away? Maybe two? If you like, I could take them all back, leaving you with ample time to ponder your priorities and maybe…