I am so blessed.

I'm not exactly sure how many readers of this blog know what's going on in my life right now.  To those who do, this might seem like a weird sentiment.  Aside form all the normal stresses of shyness and school and uncertainty and major decisions, my home life has gotten fairly screwed over in the last couple of weeks.

But I have never felt so loved in my whole life.  I mean it.

In the last week I've gotten three Facebook messages out of the blue from people whom I know don't know what's going on with me, just saying "Hey, I've been thinking about you and praying for you, and you're amazing and I love you".  And I've gotten several calls and emails—and hugs and prayers—from people who do know what's going on.  

People are taking time for me.  Even just a few minutes, but they're taking time for me.  And for once, I don't feel guilty about it.  I feel utterly awed.  God's reshaping the weird mentalities I've had about myself and my relationships with others for as long as I remember—like He promised me He would.

I am so goshdarned blessed.  God loves me so much.  It literally floored me earlier—I couldn't even stand upright, I was so amazed and humbled by all the ways He keeps finding to show me I'm loved and favored, even though a lot of things are emotionally and circumstantially really sucky right now.

So—I love you guys.  Thanks for being my friends, and sticking by me, and taking time for me.  You're awesome, and I wouldn't be here without you. 

"Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow." – James 1:17

Psalm 136