I thank God that He's brought me to this point. I can't thank Him enough.
I was praying the other night while rocking Emery (it's one of our favorite things to do). She loves to chime in with her "Amen!" As we were thanking God, I just could not thank Him enough for bringing me to this point in my life. Thank you, God!
At this point in my life I know that:
I am loved. I am seriously, unconditionally, and passionately loved by my Father. And, I know nothing can separate me from that love.
My sin is not an issue to God. It's over and done with to Him. And, because of this I have the power to overcome it because I know it's not 'who I am.'
I have an awesome little and big family. My husband is a really good man. He gives up going to hockey games just so he can help me put Emery to bed. He loves to cook supper. And, he's really thoughtful. I couldn't have asked for a better match for me. Emery is such a big blessing in a little package. God obviously knew what He was doing when he made me that little girl's momma. I also love my 'bigger' family. They love me and we stick by each other. I don't care who doesn't like them (well, maybe a little because I don't understand how anyone cannot like them). I don't care what other people think about them. My family is called of God and we are fulfilling that calling the way we believe He wants us to. I don't know anyone else who loves people more.
Jeremiah and I have great jobs. We both get to help people all day, everyday.
My understanding of God's love and grace keeps growing and growing. I know I'll never fully grasp it on this earth, but I'm glad He continues to give me more and more glimpses of it.
I have a beautiful home and more "things" than I could ever possibly need. God cares about the little stuff I care about.
Even though this year has been probably the toughest of my adult life, I know God's always there for me. And even when people choose to not have integrity, are really two-faced, and blatantly hurt others, I know God will take care of me. My identity is in Him.