Amen?

I tell you what... when the devil attacks you... he really tries the no holds barred method. I feel like my family and I have been duct taped to the sides of boxing ring ropes blindfolded with our hands tied behind our backs.

Let's see... hmmm... things really started getting hairy when I had to be off work for so long. Grrrrrr! I still have not been released back to work yet... but I have a doctor's appointment on the 4th. We will see how that all goes. My short term disability was denied... which doesn't surprise me at all. But that is ok. Saturday morning we woke to somewhat normal circumstances... then the dog started barking wildly at the woman who was delivering our 5 day eviction notice. Great... we get Rich's disability one day before we are suppose to be out on the street. Through the tears and anger and hurt... we managed to call every available rental in town... and still manage to "make a deal" with the landlord so we can stay here. In making that deal... to still have a home... we will not be able to make our car payment, nor our insurance which will be cancelled on the 4th at midnight. But... that's ok... we will have a home to live in for a while longer. So... here comes the "colortyme" truck... ready to pick up our washer and dryer because we are late on our payment. They left with no washer and dryer... YET. They can come and get it though... that's ok... because I am tired of "paying rent" for things that will never be mine. We bought a used washer and dryer from the friend from the orchard... the dryer is sitting in the front yard... and the washer has not yet been picked up from the orchard lady yet. But that is ok. Because the neighbor guy has said that he will help me get it from the orchard lady. Rich and I were going to do it ourselves... you know... be a little more self sufficient... and pay only $45.00 for a used set... instead of paying $70.00 a month. I am really glad the neighbor guy said he would help me... because yesterday evening (I think it was yesterday) we spent about six and a half hours in the local emergency room before driving all the way (70+ miles) to Sacred Heart Hospital in Spokane... so that my husband (Rich) can have yet another surgery that we were not expecting. But that too is ok... because it was not an emergency surgery this time. Four years ago (a month after his heart transplant) he had emergency surgery for an strangulated bowel (complications from his mechanical heart pump being removed).......... THIS TIME... he had another similar *almost* strangulated bowel surgery... and hopefully this time they fixed all the hernias that he had in there! His surgery was at noon today... and his recovery was quite hilarious as he was so high on morphine he made us giggle at him all afternoon. But that is ok too... because HE is ok... praise God. I came home tonight to a frantically panicked puppy who thought we had deserted him... and another note on the door from the colortyme people wanting their washer and dryer again... (this time they left exclamation points!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) Ok... maybe not that many... but you get the picture.

So... My husband is ok. The neighbor guy is going to help me get the washer and then my daughter and I can leave the colortyme people's washer and dryer sitting out in the middle of the dirt road by our parking space (that way they won't have to try and turn that big truck around)... my dog has finally quit peeing on me in excitement of someone finally being home... my rent will be paid tomorrow (part of it anyways)... my mother in law knows that we probably wont be able to make the car payment (because I had to call her and tell her that her son was being surgicalized again)... I have a full tank of gas in my car so that I can go pick up said husband when he is released from the hospital... I will have $200.00 (give or take) for food and gas and toilet paper for the next however long until I can get a paycheck from work again... which I am holding my ankles and whole body up in prayer (not literally because I fear heights and would probably fall pretty hard)... so that I can put on an honestly good show for my doctor on the 4th (which I hope I don't forget to go to my appointment)..... so things are fantabulous in the Bunting household... because the word of God tells me that "He who pursues righteousness and love finds life, prosperity and honor." Proverbs 21:21