The dynamics of knowing that your purse is about to get stolen:
Tuesday - Met a lady nice woman named Tysha (in my sign language class), she was sharing her identity theft stories with me. Not sure how we got on the subject.
Wednesday - Had a conversation with my mother about my her turning in a lost purse. (don't quite remember how we got on that subject).
Friday - I called my credit card company to inquire about blank checks they have been sending me. He tries to sell me additional insurance on my credit card, says I won't regret it.
Saturday - Accidentally leave doors unlock in car with purse very visible on front passenger's seat. Everything's okay though.
Sunday Day - In service and being that I sit on the front row, I'm very susceptible to many things coming from the Pastor. I wasn't quite prepared for the pop in the face while he was talking. (Yeah, picture that). Anyway, he was talking about giving and I was putting my purse down from getting money out of it and he apologizes and hands me the purse (thinking I was bending over to get it). Anyway, that's besides the point... it's the fact that the purse played a role.
Sunday Night - Purse stolen as a result of car being broke into.
Crazy.
I prayed that God would bless the people that broke into my car. I prayed that whatever addictions they may have, whether it's a drug addiction or just a thieving addiction, I prayed that God will see them through it and let them know that their life is better than what they're doing.
“I always thank God for you because of his grace given you in Christ Jesus. For in him you have been enriched in every way—in all your speaking and in all your knowledge—” (1 Corinthians 1:4-5)
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