Pushed and Pulled - Or Jerked?

This past week has been a roller coaster of weather; 70 degree temperature, 40 degree temperature, sun and, rain - lots and lots of rain. Sounds like our life in a weird sort of way - being jerked this way and that. I guess "jerked" isn't the best word for it, but I don't know what other word to use. Our homestudy still has not made it to DHR. Without a homestudy, we can't apply for grants (which we need). Grants are often distributed in cycles and if you miss the cycle, you are out of luck. Last week our US Immigration paperwork got kicked back to us. We did not send the proper amount of funds, so they returned everything. That will have to go in the mail tomorrow with an extra check from the bank.

Our emotions are really being pulled in so many different ways on different levels. All I know is to ask God for wisdom.

Christina had some tests run at Children's Hospital with more scheduled. They ran a blood test (number 4 I think) with no answers for her problems. She had a very rough day today with a lot of pain. I can't stand to see my baby cry and not be able to help her. Please, pray for her. To the doctors, she is just a number. To Dawn and I, she is our precious daughter that is hurting.