Our Right To Feel Safe?

I hesitated to write this post as I don’t want it to create fear in the hearts of others. However, as I continue to process my feelings and emotions of fear, anger, frustration, etc., I feel I must find the things to be thankful for.

In the wee hours of the morning yesterday, as we slept peacefully in our beds, the forces of evil were at work. I woke at 6 AM to start my daily routine. By 6:30 I made my way to the kitchen to brew my cup o’ joe. Something was not right. The front door was locked but open, our front gate standing wide open lock missing, the biggest thing…my brother-in-law’s truck – gone. I frantically went to my husband to see if possibly our friend living with us could have gone for an early drive. No such luck. It happened. We were broken into – we were robbed.

My eyes quickly searched to find the spot where I left my computer – gone. Tears filled my eyes as I thought of all my kid’s photos that I just hadn’t had the time to burn to cd’s yet. My heart was sick, and still is. Irreplaceable moments that are just…gone.

Needless to say, I am still shaken and unsettled by these events. I realize how we, especially women, all long for safety and security, and when that gets compromised, we feel lost and violated.

In the midst of these unsettling events, I must also dwell on the way God protected us. Even though my kid’s memories were stolen, my kids and the rest of my family were safe. My brother-in-law was asleep in the living room (where they broke in) yet he didn’t wake up. This was actually a blessing because who knows what could have happened had he encountered them. Above all, I am thankful no one was hurt.

Please pray for us – for our safety and God’s protection. They stole every set of car keys and a set of our house keys. I hate feeling violated. I struggled with fear vs. faith when we moved here, and I feel that this just refreshes those feelings I dealt with. I am clinging to Psalm 91:11.