It's astonishing how tiny bugs can change your course. Dreaded bed bugs invaded my home. I've quarantined myself. The little beasts spread easily. They invade dirty and clean homes. They can go months without eating, which is why it looks like they're gone but aren't. They're waiting. Devious. Persistent. Not easily killed. Heat works. However, to use heat in the house, it requires 120 degrees for 48 days. I just can't. Dry ice, but you have to be able to seal the area so the dry ice sucks the oxygen out of the room. Pest control: I'm chemical sensitive so I need a company that uses natural products. A friend guided me to Amazon where I found Bed Bug Killer EcoVenger by EcoRaider. It's quite effective. However, I can't reach all the spots. Another friend recommended a pest control company that helped them with an infestation of cockroaches. Both were brought in by accepting things from someone else's home. Isn't that sad? Others try to bless us but turns into a problem instead. Trying to trust God and not the arm of flesh and struggling to recognize when God is sending help and sometimes when the help is more about encouragement than the doing. A dear friend offered the heat treatment, but the cost would be prohibitive and again I just can't vacate my home for 2 days when I feel like the Lord is endeavoring to give me an opportunity to focus on revisions; I'm also worried about items in my home that wouldn't survive 48 hours of 120 degrees, including an oil painting, candles, food. Then the car battery died because I failed to fully close the car door. It feels like such a stupid mistake. Was it? Or was the Lord offering another opportunity to accept help from others? Not easy. God is good, all the time. Blessed be the name of the Lord. I will place my trust in Him. He is able to fight my battles for me and often He sends others to help us.
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