Well, we survived Hanna with little more than some much-needed rain. I know there were other’s who were not as fortunate as we, and I am praising God for His protection.

It’s been a crazy week here at Chez Ward. My car is in the shop for the third time in three weeks (think three Thursday’s in a row). Only this time, I didn’t get it back. Fortunately, I have a loaner. Any VW Beetle drivers out there? I haven’t ever driven one before, but I have to say it’s very different then the large sedan I normally drive. My husband calls my car a “land boat.”

My husband’s car is also out of commission. Our one remaining vehicle, an old 1989 Ford truck with no working gas gauges or A/C, also decided to give us some trouble. We do have bicycles, but in a hurricane, they aren’t exactly what I would call the transportation of choice.

My daughter has also been sick, and today I ended up taking her to urgent care. I considered taking her to the doctor yesterday since it was Friday and we were heading into the weekend with a hurricane approaching, but I like to live life on the wild side, so decided to wait.

BTW, I’m kidding about that last part. A wild night for me is looking for a book at Barnes & Noble with my hubby and then sitting down in the cafe to share a dessert while we read our books of choice. Talk about living dangerously.

The good news is, they think my daughter is just having a bad case of allergies. Still, tell that to her poor aching throat. Dr. Mom finally broke out the chicken soup today. It seems to have helped. Can someone please explain to me the medicinal properties of chicken soup? Oh well. Whatever works, right?

Let’s see. What else? Oh yeah. Two of my three toilets have stopped up and nearly overflowed (well, one did..twice) since Monday, and now I need a new plunger. The other one wasn’t much to begin with, and now it is well and truly done for.

I can honestly say that even in the midst of all the insanity, I know God has been there. I have missed my quiet time with Him the past couple of mornings, and I sure can tell it. I do know, though, had I not been spending time with Him the rest of this week, I would probably be in a straight jacket about now. Thank you, God, for your tender mercies.

Take time to meet with Him. Whatever your struggle, He is there, and He is sufficient.

Sweet Blessings,