So, I'm leaving Houston with a heart that is having to choose forgiveness, gratitude, and peace. Choosing being the key word.
Last night someone dented the molding of my Enclave, broke the passenger side glass, and STOLE MARY ELIZABETH, (GPS navigator for those initiated in ATS lingo).
Police report filed, insurance called, car's window taped up, and time to hit the road. So wanted it fixed here but they'd have to order and I need to get home today.
But about those choices...Jessica lives in a very nice neighborhood in a nice brand spanking new area of Humble. Her dad and I have felt so safe with her here! The police say that, ironically, that's the problem--the neighborhood is an attractive target.
I feel violated and angry but I'm choosing forgiveness for the culprits. I'm praying they are caught before they go deeper into this life of crime. I've prayed for them to feel conviction and find their way to Jesus. I'm choosing gratitude that it wasn't worse. They didn't break in the house, and no one was hurt. We've just learned that just this week another Buick Enclave owner had a gun pulled on him in broad daylight and his car stolen. I don't think the identical makes are anything other than a coincidence, but that would've been a much scarier experience.
And last, I'm choosing peace because I was already sad about leaving Jessica and Grant Thomas.
To live in Christ doesn't mean you're exempted from life, but Praise His Name--it does mean when you choose His ways His spirit in us empowers our choices. Choose well my friends.
On the road again...
Hugs,
Shellie
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ReplyDeleteMy parents have lived in the same neighborhood in the same small Texas town since they got married in 1964 -- now living in the house my Daddy grew up in. His truck was parked in front of the house, like it has been for as long as I can remember but a month or so ago he was leaving for work and discovered his driver side window was shattered and his radio had been stolen. Not the most pleasant thing to experience ever much less at 4:30 a.m. He told me that he'd never felt so violated in his entire life. Recently I read a quote that I've been diligently trying to apply to my way of thinking: "I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a cancelled note--torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one." Peace and calmness to you.
ReplyDeleteSigh... my emotions are all jumbled up. And I can't trust them...emotions, that is. So, beleive it or not, I won't say much. You know where you live... that place in my heart with the sign on the door that reads "Best Friend Lives Here". And you know where I am... Sittin' on your front porch with a 44, some snack food and a paper road map...just in case you want us to go find 'em.
ReplyDeleteRed
I'm sorry you had to endure the violation of your privacy....BUT I know you won't let that incident mar the beauty of your visit.
ReplyDeleteFirst off, can I just say that Red is hilarious?! I'm sooo sorry! My first thought was "this was gonna be a hard day to begin with" but I'm glad you made it home safe. Emerson Ann wants to see her Keggie bad!
ReplyDeleteI am so relieved that you and your family are OK. I hope that Mary Elizabeth is real sassy and leads those BAD BOYS right to the JAILHOUSE!
ReplyDeleteLaura Beth!