greater things

Well friends, my laptop was stolen from me last night.

I'm sorry to share that bad news, but I feel it pertinent to my story.

I'm not going to say anything else about last night,

but I am sure I'll be processing the incident for a long time.

I feel violated. I want justice.

But here's the thing,

next week I start full-time missionary work like I never have before.

And something inside of me believes this robbery was an act of

our adversary, who is trying his best to derail God's plans.

And that simply won't happen.

I am praying my guts out for forgiveness,

Forgive us, oh Lord, our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass us.

I'm fearful of the anger that quickly sent

a poisonous root through my heart.

Is there such thing as a weed killer for the heart?

Pray for me friends, if you will, please.

We all need forgiveness.

There were three post-its on the bottom

of my laptop, I wrote on them in blue pencil,

"Give praise"

"Give glory"

"Give thanks".

I hope those words mean something

to whoever has my computer now.

I hope to hold on to those words still.