This morning, I was awakened by my husband asking me if I moved his pistol out of his truck last night. (To which my response was “What?! No. Why??”) Shortly after, we found that both of our pistols had been stolen out of our vehicles. The one night our dogs were put up, due to some work being added on to the property, someone decided to steal our guns. Our LOADED guns, might I add. (What is the point in carrying an unloaded weapon??) So we filed a police report, and made sure we crossed our t’s and dotted our i’s. It’s sad to me that this happened in our small little subdivided neighborhood. It’s also scary. Scary, because now I don’t have my pistol to protect my family. Scary, because we were told by the officer that they had to be watching us to know that our dogs were up that night. Scary, because that means not only were we being watched, our kids were also. People take fore granted that this is a nice neighborhood, and since we all know each other, nothing like this could happen. Let me just say, thank GOD it was our guns that were stolen and not our children. Not anyone’s child. I can replace my guns (and I will). But there is no replacing my children. [For those wondering….we do have an alarm system for our house, and it will scare the bejeezies out of you if it sounds.] Regardless, we now have to make our sons feel safe again. This is not something they take lightly. The two older ones know exactly what is going on. And I’m sure we will all be piled into one bed tonight. And that’s okay. We may not have our guns tonight, but I thank God we have our sons.
Psalms 121:7 “The Lord will keep you from all harm; he will watch over your life.”
This is what I cam home to last night, after a friend of mine and I got back from bible study 🙂