When I said that I don’t believe in the whole ‘what goes around, comes around’ philosophy I wasn’t joking.
Although sometimes life seems to take these bizarre turns that make me narrow my eyes and consider the quirkiness of it all. Remember late last year when we were burgled, and all the burglars took was three cds and a bottle of aftershave? Well My mum gave me gave me a voucher for music, which enabled me to buy three cds. All of which vanished, along with every other cd we own in today’s burglary.
Oh. They left my double Johnny Cash cd, again. But this time, they stole the hi-fi, so I’ll just have to close my eyes and remember what he sounds like.
Our house was completely trashed. There were holes on the wall where they pushed in the heavy stainless steel burglar bars. Every cupboard had been opened and emptied. They took weird stuff, like a carving knife and an extension cord, a clock radio, and the rechargers for our cell phones.
We don’t own anything of real value, and I am so glad that my family weren’t harmed, although they were rather shaken up. Neen took them all out to eat so that I could tidy up,
And, apart from James’s window, we’re back to normal. I put the razor wire back up, and sat down with a glass of wine…
I’m just trying to remember… Did I pray that I was bored at the beginning of the year? Did I ask God to shake things up? If so, I hereby, and officially, and even virtually, retract that prayer. I can’t believe that it is only March. We’ve been through so much already.
Deaths, horrible work situation and household violation and threat are about as much as I care to deal with.
But underlying everything, is the inescapable presence of God. I’ve been forced to pray far more than usual, and maybe that isn’t such a bad thing. You may think me mad for thinking in these terms, but essentially I am cornered to the point where I have to say back off, devil, you have no rights over me, my family or even my house.
If you would care to contribute some music to our musicless house, kindly suggest a favourite cd, and if the insurance pays out, we may even buy a copy…
In the meantime, Johnny Cash seems to rule!
