I’m speechless, y’all. Just speechless.
And I really want to just leave the post at that (since “speechless” technically means you don’t have any words), but y’all know I won’t be able to. It’s well after midnight on Thursday. So, it’s Friday. My babies are all asleep in comfy beds, and I’m typing by the light of Gabe’s laptop.
And I’m fighting back tears.
Okay, not fighting anymore. Letting them pool. And stopping for a second to talk to God. You can listen in if you’d like.
God, I’m feeling really, really humbled. Not humbled in a bad way–like I screwed up and fell flat on my face. But humbled as in why in the world are you blessing us so much, because it’s starting to be more than I can really bear. God, I don’t know what to say, and I don’t know why you love me, and I don’t know why all these people we’ve never met are showing us so much love and kindness. No, dumping and dumping loads and loads of love and kindness on top of our heads. Why, God?
Lord, thank you for Jack and Kaye. You know I spent most of tonight with my jaw dropped. See, I knew from Kaye’s e-mails that she was quite possibly the kindest, most generous soul in the universe. But I really didn’t know the extent of it. And I didn’t know Jack would be giving Gabe a ride in his helicopter 15 minutes after they met. And I didn’t know that Kaye would call me on my cell phone from downstairs in the kitchen after midnight (five minutes after we’d just said good night) and ask if she could do some laundry for me. And I didn’t know what Jack was going to slip into the steering wheel of our mini-van when we weren’t paying attention.
But all that aside–Lord, I love these people. Their kids (I wish I could have met you, Christy!), their grandkids (Nina’s found a new potential husband), their dog, their doves. We had such a wonderful night together. And once again, we keep saying we’ll go to bed early some night, but we’re just enamored by these people we’re meeting. Somebody, please be boring! And SOON!
I’m floored by how you’re using Kaye to touch so, so many lives. She loves you so much, Lord. So much. And Jack may beg to differ, but you’re using him in a huge way too, God. You’ve got plans for that man, and whether or not they ever include Stigler, Oklahoma, they’re something big. Bigger than Texas (if that’s possible).
Bless you, Jack. And if you need someone to write your life story, I’d like to apply for the job.
God, will you just rock Kaye’s world with blessings in the days and weeks ahead. Give her the deepest desires of her heart–because I know her heart beats right with yours. And speaking of hearts, I’m leaving little chunks of mine all over Oklahoma and Texas and frankly, it’s getting a bit uncomfortable. I really don’t enjoy getting to know these sweet and wonderful people who live millions of miles away from me. And I still haven’t met Kelli or Amanda or Mary or Sandi or Emily. Sigh. You’re killing me, Lord.
I don’t have the heart to recap our zoo trips at the moment. I’m trying to do that on twitter and facebook. But let me just say that we’re having a blast. God, you are so, so, so, so GOOD.
Praise your name! Praise your name! Praise your name! Praise your name!
I’m speechless. 🙂