It's been 45 days since our van was stolen.
They never did find the thing. It is either out of state or it has been scrapped. Either way it's irrelevant.
That van was on it's last leg. It's inspection sticker was over a year expired, the doors fell off if you opened them wrong, the brake light was out, it smelled of something similar to old cheese, it would die if the brake light stayed down, it had a check engine light that stayed on for over a year, the oil gauge light came on every time you stopped, the front seats didn't move so I had to drive with a pillow behind me (since I am so short), and the brakes were going.
It was dying.
I don't care if it didn't move at all. the fact remains that someone took it. I don't care why or how. I don't understand why people don't understand that if it isn't yours DON'T take it. I don't care if it shows up on your door step. unless it's wrapped and addressed to you IT ISN'T YOURS!
I had been praying for a new van. This wasn't what I meant. Sometimes prayers are answered in ways we can never understand because it is all for his glory. In the end, the outcome was better than I could have imagined.
The van was replaced but there was more to it.
Again we were given amazing gifts of love and support.
A fractured family relationship was repaired.
Our community, church, family, and friends showed us what true selfless giving is really about.
In the end we were blessed.
I think about the people who stole our van often.
I was angry for a second. When my beautiful Grace cried giant tears of true loss and sorrow over her shoes and her car seat, I was ANGRY.
I don't care if you hurt me. So many people have and will again I am sure. My babies are a different story.
It's those moments I find it hardest to pray for the thieves. It's those moments that I need to pray for them the most. Because, anger can be so caustic. It destroys you from the inside out until all anyone sees is a bitter angry old person that cannot or will not smile.
I can't let them take any more from me then they have already
and so
I pray for them.
"Heavenly Father, you above all people know my heart and theirs. you know their motivations, their needs, and their wants. I ask you to bless them Lord because you, not I , are the final judge. Help them to be so blessed they hear your words and return to you. Help them to listen to your calling and change so that they do not inflict pain on anyone else intentionally again"
In your name ~ Amen
I have prayed it more in the last two weeks then ever before. I am certain I will be praying it more in the weeks to come.
Showing posts with label frustrated. Show all posts
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Tuesday, March 12, 2013
By HIS Grace
There are always difficult life lessons to learn. They hide around every corner and under every rock. You often have to go after them to find their little hiding places, but other times... not so much. Times like this those lessons jump out and bite your face like a rabid dog. I apparently have a lot to learn, and I'm going to learn it whether I like it or not.
I'm not sure if I am supposed to be learning I cannot control everything, or if I am not as isolated and alone as I thought, or if I just need to learn that it's ok to slow down, or to ask for help, or that I am loved. Maybe it's something I haven't figured out yet. My friend Michelle always says "AVOID THE WRECKING BALL AT ALL COSTS" well, this time I tried to and failed.
Maybe it's simply a trial. I set out this year planning on posting something positive every day. It's a real challenge to do that right now. I kinda just want to mope about things, but I am holding out on the happy. The Devil hates those good works doesn't he.
Maybe it's every single one of these things ... who knows. Oh yeah, HE does
So OK I give up. I'm listening Lord... quietly
I'm not sure if I am supposed to be learning I cannot control everything, or if I am not as isolated and alone as I thought, or if I just need to learn that it's ok to slow down, or to ask for help, or that I am loved. Maybe it's something I haven't figured out yet. My friend Michelle always says "AVOID THE WRECKING BALL AT ALL COSTS" well, this time I tried to and failed.
Maybe it's simply a trial. I set out this year planning on posting something positive every day. It's a real challenge to do that right now. I kinda just want to mope about things, but I am holding out on the happy. The Devil hates those good works doesn't he.
Maybe it's every single one of these things ... who knows. Oh yeah, HE does
So OK I give up. I'm listening Lord... quietly
Friday, August 31, 2012
Talking to Myself
I narrate my life in my head a lot. I know it sounds weird and kinda crazy , but it's me. If you have ever seen the movie Stranger Than Fiction, it's kind of like that actually. I debate every decision in my head until I am 100% certain it is the right thing to do. That isn't what I am talking about though.
Lately Sammy has been ignoring me. Nate always takes some time to process what I have asked of him. It seems like he ignores me too. Then there are the teenagers. I ask them to do something, they always respond with "Sure, mom" and then... they don't do it. I don't know which is worse. Actively ignoring or saying yes and doing nothing.
I have had enough, either way.
I need ideas on how to get them to listen, first time. Or at the very least acknowledge me when I am speaking to them.
Lately Sammy has been ignoring me. Nate always takes some time to process what I have asked of him. It seems like he ignores me too. Then there are the teenagers. I ask them to do something, they always respond with "Sure, mom" and then... they don't do it. I don't know which is worse. Actively ignoring or saying yes and doing nothing.
I have had enough, either way.
I need ideas on how to get them to listen, first time. Or at the very least acknowledge me when I am speaking to them.
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