Blessed too much?

Before I get to the question I asked Thursday, yet another blessing or two to share.  First of all, Tammy has been moved to a Rehab center down the street from the hospital.  If you need more info, text me or you can look me up on facebook.  Again, I hesitate to promote specifics on the site!  But WOW! From total sedation to improving enough to go to rehab!  God's wonders never cease.  He has provided in so many amazing ways, many of which I haven't shared, but trust me on this one.

So, did you think about the question?  Can a person be blessed too much by God?  

The only answer I have is the one that resonates within my spirit, which can only be the Holy Spirit rejoicing at the top of His lungs, “You can never get to the end of the blessings God pours out on you.”  I know it has to be the Holy Spirit, because the voice with in me is saying, “God, this is too much.  Howcome You keep saying yes to me.  Howcome You keep takin’ care of all this stuff for us.    And, why are you moving mountains and pocketbooks to take care of us?” Howcome us but not those people.”

You see, the “because you deserve it” thing . . . it blows my mind. Not even sure that it is true. I don’t feel like I deserve it. Actually, one of my greatest fears would be getting exactly what I deserve. How can any of us deserve anything apart from God's grace, ya know?  I began all of this asking Him to help Tammy for His glory.  And, by all that He is created, by all that He has done, it is to His glory, His reputation, His honor that she is walking laps, playing the Wii, and giving the Docs a hard time about their poor choices of sports teams. But it was really an odd sensation for me when I began to catch the overflow of His blessings.  It is hard to be a recipient of such amazing provision when it begins to feel it is on your own behalf.   Yes, I know the floors that He so miraculously provided are for Tammy’s health, but we will be enjoying them for a long time after she has moved back out on her own. (OK, not ever sure that statement about going out on her own would ever have come out of my mouth even a month ago.)

But now I realize my problem for what it really is . . . disbelief and pride.  Disbelief that God wants to pour blessings on me.  Disbelief in assuming He isn’t doing the same thing for someone else (ie. "why me and not them").  Pride that says that I have plenty to give to others, but I can’t take from them.  Arrogance in assuming He is pouring blessings upon me for me.  Remember my prayer?  He is doing this for His glory, not for me alone, but so that you would see how endless and abounding His love, yes, and His gifts are to each of us. That’s “howcome.”  OK, Lord.  I'm getting there.