Turn of unfortunate events...

I am having one of those day where the clouds keep getting darker and darker. From the moment I woke up things have become more and more cruddy. It is one of those days where you have reached the point of throwing in the towel and giving up.
Just to give you some insight here's the story...
My husband worked offshore for 13yrs. This was more than a job it was his career! When we first got together 4 yrs ago he talked about switching to a new job doing the same thing but more money and a longer time away from home. After having our son, his 1st born I talked to him about finding something wherehe could be home every night instead of being gone a month or more at a time since he was missing so much with our boy. He agreed to look and I had high hopes. He returned back to work for a month long hitch. While away there was a shooting at my home while I was outside with my middle son and the baby who was then 2 months old. It was a direct attack on me and the kids. We lived out in the country with a handful of neighbors on a dead end road. So it wasn't like a random drive-by. Someone was in the horse pasture across the street shooting at us. I actually saw bullets fly over my middle son, then 4 yrs old. I called the law who took over 3 hours to show up andonly finally came out when I called back and asked where they were. The disbatch said she didn't think I wanted to speak to any officer. I was furious but remained calm for the kids sake. Whoever was shooting at us was never caught. In anycase I packed up that night while the officer waited got in my car and left as he escorted me out to the interstate. I traveled to Louisiana where my husband worked from Northern Alabama where we resided. My husbands, family one of which worked with him took us in for the remainder of my husbands hitch offshore. I had been keeping intouch with my family in NC during this time. A cousin of mine, Jenn, worked for a company who dealt with truck drivers and offered my husband, Scott, some contact to possibly get a job trucking. Jenn also offered for us to come live with her and her family. Scott soon found a company who would pay for schooling and employ him upon completion. I figured if I could handle him being gone a month or more when he was offshore I could do a week at a time standing on my head. They guarenteed him 2500 miles a week. We were blessed if he got 1000 miles a week. He barely brought him $150 a week. Things soon became strained in t he household as we all know two familes under one roof is recipe for disaster. Especially when one family is completely devoted to God and the other lives for this world. When you add in lack of money to the mix things become explosive. The only good that came of that situation was through our guidance, influnce and bringing Jenn's kids to church with us her oldest son was saved by the Grace of God.
Once things finally exploded Jenn's husband told us we had to get out. Our only option was a local pay weekly, residential motel. My oldest baby brother was homeless at the time and we offered for him to room with us since Scott was gone for a week at a time I needed another male around. Between , Scott and my brother's job we were able to just barely keep our heads above water. While we were there I did alot of witnessing to the other people residing in the motel. I was the only person there with a car so this opened an opertunity. If you ride in my car you hear about God. I was soon labled the " Jesus Freak" of the complex and people always came back for more.

After almost 3 months of staying in this place things became more and more strained as Scott's paychecks became smaller and smaller. Finally he got a call from the company her worked for in Louisiana. They wanted him to work "in the yard". We figured if we could find a place nearby he could go back to his old job and he could be home every night. So we packed up and headed to LA. with my brother in tow. We ended up staying in another residental hotel right down the road from his work. Things soon became strained with my brother. He was a diabetic with an apparent death wish. He was not taking his meds and was eating everything in sight. We ended up moving in to a home where things only got worse with my brother. Scott ended up losong his job where we was working and things got even worse in the home. We ended up doing all we could for my brother and sent him to live in a christian mission, where he still resides today because he refuses to help himself. Sadly we no longer speak. He understand what we did and that we did it for his benifit but he harbors anger towards me for some reason. But I was no equiped to help someone with his condition who refused to help themselves. Also with Scott being unemployed and no saving we have no money for food and what little we had, had to be stretched. If you have ever dealt with a diabetic who doesn't tale their meds properly they have a hunger that is out of this world. After about 3 months with no job a neighbor who I had been frinds with for many, many years said her son had a company and needed a man. Scott went to work in GA for this man. This man was a poor businessman and again we found ourselves in the same situation. UNEMPLOYMENT! Thankfully we had one break, it was tax season. Two days after we filed and recieved our money people showed up and repoed our car. We bought a clunker for $250 and paid the ins. up for 6 months. This was all we could afford. We had to borrow money from Scott's mother just to eat which again caused ALOT of unneed turmoil. My mother began sending us a little bit of money each week for food. Then out of the blue I began recieving letters in the mail from some unknown source with money and letters from this secret friend telling us God had blessed them extra that month so she was passing on the wealth. I was so shocked yet so blessed! My mother paid my phone bill and called me to ask if I could stay at her house for a week to watch my brother while she went out of state due to her job. I agreed and brought t he kids while Scott stayed hime hoping and praying to get a call about a job. A week later my mother went and picked him up and brought him to her house as well. I found out a few weeks ago she did this to save us from getting evicted because she used to be married to our landlord she was informed by him that once the weather warmed up he was kicking us out. He had been gracious with us by not pushing the rent issue since he knew we couldn't pay it. So here we are living with my mother and youngest of my 2 baby brothers. Again 2 familes, one roof and going on 6 months with not even a bite on the job hunt even after 100's of apps. I am so upset I cannot stand it. I know this story is long and well it is actually the condinced version. There are lawsuits and child custody battles tied up in all of that as well. I was always taught the Lord knows our hearts desires all we have to do is come to Him and ask. I am kneeling at his feet and yet I feel like things have only becoming more bleak...
Lord bless this home with your peace!