I'm annoyed at having our house burglarized. I'm more annoyed that they took my two digital cameras and our video recorder that had all of the video of Gavin beginning to crawl and Gabe's program...he was singing "This little light of mine." I loved it that they chose this song for Gabe's class. I have sung this song to him since he was a baby! He was so animated holding his finger up and waving it around. It was so precious. (Gabe's sweet teacher Miss Jenny has a video she is going to share with us).
But with the annoyance I am reminded at God's sweet love for us. He protected us on Monday. We left to run errands and were not at home when they came crashing through our back door. Perhaps they saw us leave. I actually almost turned around to get something out of the house to return to the store. I stopped just down the street but decided to go on.
When I was surveying the damage I was putting the situation into perspective. We were all safe and alive. I thought of everything we have gone through and we have survived a lot. We are alive. We have each other and these two precious children on earth. That's all that matters. Believe me...I have had moments of unrest and fear. But God reminds me in my spirit that He is there protecting us. A lot of people have commented that we must feel so violated. Somehow I do not. I can't speak for Casey.
When we went to Hawaii and were staying in a house with several friends, we were burglarized. At that time I did have that feeling of violation. It's strange that in my own home I don't feel that way. Maybe once the shock subsides I'll feel that way. I'm only upset about the video and pictures we lost.
