Everything is a little clearer...

You ever just have one of those months where suddenly life in general just seems a little clearer? A little better?

Maybe, it is the spring weather (remember my northern friends it IS already spring down her).

Maybe, it is all the praying, reading, and listening I have been doing to/with God.

Maybe I am just learning to cope a little better.

All in all, I am really not sure but something feels different about life.

In January I made a commitment to God and myself to stop letting all the imperfect moments in life get to me. I was in one of those places where it just seemed like life was so full of the imperfect moments that I couldn't see anything else.

Instead I wanted to acknowledge all the wonderful moments that my life was filled with. About that time Danielle finished the new "look" for my blog and I decided it was time to rename it "Overflowing with Love". That is what I wanted my life to be filled with, love. Love for my husband, my kids and my Savior.

I often find myself concentrating on the rough patches/moments instead of concentrating on all the good in my life and, maybe even worse, missing out on how He is using those difficult times and molding them into something great.

I am a perfectionist and a little OCD. I felt God tugging at me to let him control and mold my life. So I handed him a little bit more of me than I have given him before and as usual he is doing a much better job than I. Life is not perfect. I am not perfect. There is still much more I need to give but I am giving more and more and seeing the beauty of letting him be in control.

We had a moment at out house today that definitely reveals God's work in my life. Today I awoke to a VERY unpleasant smell and the realization that the plumbing was not functioning at all. Nice, right? Yeah. The toilets wouldn't flush and then a horrible amount of of smelly "stuff" started backing up in our shower. Surely you get the picture. So I called the plumber and they couldn't get here for 5 hours but I told them I would take it. We quickly set up a temporary solution where the girls went potty in the training toilet and David and I survived.

By survived I of course mean David could take a trip to the backyard and me to the neighbors;)

At about 2 the kids went down for a nap and David and I found ourselves spending some quality time together dancing to the radio in the living room. I was pleasant! To say I was not at all disturbed by the smell and state of the house would be a lie but I was dealing. Rather well in fact. I was not ranting like a lunatic that I was getting nothing accomplished or pouring over our finances to figure our where the small fortune would come from to fix this problem. I was dancing with my husband, enjoying the peace and quiet.

My anxiety stayed in check and I was, gasp, happy!

And if I can find a moment of happiness even with raw sewage pooling in the shower you know God has to be at work!