…a popped balloon

July 31, 2008

Bolivia, South America
Thursday was a day filled with blessings and testings.  Eric was spending the night at camp and I was alone at home with the kids.  It was a tough night with the kids waking up all night and Mom loosing her patience around 4 AM.  As I was walking the baby to get her back to sleep I opened the door to distract her with the dogs.  They came in for a few minutes then I put them out.  I was able to go back to bed shortly after that.  A few minutes later around 5 I looked out the window to see the morning starting but shut my eyes with a moan ..morning already…Then I heard the dogs bark for a second but they quit.  At 6 when Marlene the teen who lives with us was leaving for her bus, she came in to tell me that lock on the gate was cut and the blue car was stolen. … Our livelyhood….  It was a sturdy, work horse, and we were often asked if we wanted to sell it.  We used it every day for camp and groups. 

I feel like a popped balloon.  No air left in me.  Everyone who passes the gate is a suspect.  They killed my dog with poisen.  They could have killed me and the kids.  Our home is a scarry place now.  The police often work with the theives for a share in the loot.  I had left my keys in the glove compartment.  They had a wallet attached.  My ID, the keys to the house and well the list goes on.  We are thankful, So what are the blessings in all this?

We have, in Alaskan terms, a beater to get us around.
We have our car seats.  We had taken a group around and there were too many to fit in the car and we had to take the car seats out.  ¨They were in the house.
We have our lives.  They only wanted the car.  At least this time.
We have hope, God promises hope.
The car was used in His work, every day and it is difficult to accept discipline or correction.  He permited this to happen and we are working to accept it. I am glad I have His promises in my heart so I can think on them.  If only justice was the same here as in the states…
I wish I knew how to ask you all to pray.  But, do give thanks with us that no one was hurt. Do ask that the house is a safe place for us and the kids to be. 
Thank you.
Emily for us all.