Overwhelmed

~ Sandi Staton

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I should be doing laundry. I should be cleaning all that junk off the front porch. I should be pulling weeds, hosing down the driveway, picking up limbs, and watering my plants.

I should be doing a lot of things.

But, I’m retired and I don’t have to do anything around the house today. I’ll do it tomorrow. And if tomorrow doesn’t come, then I won’t have to worry about all that stuff I should be doing today.

Besides, heaven is looking better to me all the time. I’m tired of my house falling apart and bossing me around. It’s gotten way too big for its britches!

That’s why I’m sitting here with my door closed drinking coffee and doing what makes me forget about all the stuff I should be doing today . . . creating happy stuff.

Lots and lots of happy stuff!

Published by Sandi Staton

So, I'm sitting here trying to figure out how to describe myself to you, and these are the words jumping up and down in my heart: I'm just a simple human being living in a complicated, messed-up world. I speak my mind. I love hard. My feelings run deep. When push comes to shove, I stand my ground. Sometimes I push back. Sometimes I walk away. I've surfed the crashing waves of life that threatened to destroy me only to make me stronger. I bear the scars of emotional rape, sadness, and depression. I've walked the golden streets of churches and religion only to be disappointed time and time again. And as a result, it's taken me seventy-five years to get where I'm sitting today; a sinner saved by grace through the blood of Jesus Christ. I fell at the cross. I repented of my sins, and Jesus saved and washed me clean. I still fall flat on my face. I still get dirty as a pig in a mudhole. And Jesus still picks me up, dries my tears, forgives me again and again, and continues walking close beside me. No one has ever loved me like that. And no one ever will.