Controlled (or not so controlled) Chaos

It has been a C-R-A-Z-Y week since last Monday. If you have been reading my blog for any length of time you are rolling your eyes and saying to yourself, "uhhh what's new?" :) Let me just let you into a peek of my week.

Sunday September 12th 11am: Super excited to be driving away from my house with only my husband and an overnight bag. Headed down to the beach to "test out" a place for a romance conference for our church. A ministry God has laid on our hearts for some time now and God seems to be opening doors in the our direction to start it. Rode bikes, ate lunch and talked for hours about life, work, school, our marriage etc.
5pm: Pull into hotel to find out it is very nice although not the nicest neighborhood and so close to the airport they were using the roof of the hotel as an extra runway. OK not really but after the third time of being ZOOMED over by a jet and jumping out of my skin I decided that is NOT romantic.

Monday September 13: Spent the next 12 hours driving to different locations all the way from Laguna Beach to Big Bear to tour places, talk to camp/hotel managers, and get a "feel" for the location only to find out they didn't have room for our group size, the weekend was already booked or it was out of our budget. Tired, frustrated and seeking Gods will in this new adventure.
6:30pm-Pull into drive to greet happy mom and three kiddos only to discover that our beloved cat Tiger is very sick.

Tuesday 8am: Run around with like chicken with my head cut off trying to get girls out of the house and to the vet to have cat checked. Cat escapes cat cardboard cat carrier and tries to steer the car back home. I am sure God had his hand on me driving cause I was scratched, Morgan was scratched and I don't really remember the rest of the drive.
10am- Vet informs us Morgan's cat, love of her life since she was 4 and basically a member of our family has an autoimmune disease that he's had since birth that is now attacking his teeth and mouth. Oh wait, it gets better. We can either put him to sleep or have ALL of his teeth removed. Yes you read that right REMOVE ALL OF THE FREAKIN" CATS TEETH! Seriously, is this happening to me?
10:30- Morgan's crying, I'm crying, Ryanne is dancing around in little circles in the office singing (hey it's good to be oblivious sometimes) and Dan is at work texting me. And I quote,"Honey if they can save her cat do whatever they want! It would be like when I lost my dog and I don't want her to go through that." In some strange way his text made me love him more. Is that weird? Ya' I thought so to.

Wednesday September 15- I decided as I am half asleep in the shower to listen to our pastor from the previous Sunday and give God my day. So I pray,"God I turn over my day planner to you and ask that if I am supposed to detour from the norm today you make me sensitive to that amen."
10:00am-My phone rings and its a leader from the exchange program asking me to take a teenage boy from Thailand who has been taken away from his host family. Just for a few hours. I take the kid he spends the rest of the evening with us. We go to swim practice, dinner and just hang out. I find out the home he was in was NOT good and he tells me things that as a mom give me great anxiety into the night. I call the head of the program and fill them in and they inform the necessary steps to get this kid in a good home are in the works. God totally breaks my heart for this kid and our family basically spends the rest of the week hanging with him, doing homework, feeding him etc. Dan and I spend the rest of the week trying to figure out how we can make room for him here when God tells me I am not the end solution just part of the tool to get him in a good, loving, Christian home that will present the gospel to him. Graph tells me he is Buddhist so I invite him to spend the day with us at church. He loved worship and informed me he had never been inside a church. Dan and I pray with the pastor and 7 hours later our friends from church come forward to take on this blessing. God is good.

Thursday September 16 7am- take cat in for surgery to have teeth and infection removed. *sigh* I know it sounds inhumane but he survived, is eating, playing, happy and healthy and the infection and disease are well on their way to being gone. The worst part is EVERYWHERE we go Ryanne tells people I had all of our cats teeth pulled. *sigh*

Friday September 17th 4pm- Take Graph to YAPS for orientation so she can volunteer once a week working with the dogs at the animal rescue center here in town. End up signing myself, Morgan and Ryanne up to help for an hour a week. Whaaatttt? You should have seen all the babes that needed loving on. Plus when my girls want to do something for someone else and expect nothing in return I say,"YES!" Good for them and good for their hearts. :)

I'm also in the process of getting us ready for family camp this weekend, planning my friends baby shower I am hosting here the following weekend and supporting a husband who is studying all the time and training for the Iron Man. Need I say more?