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Monday, June 9, 2014

A Little Prayer

The last time I blogged, life was good.  Now it looks like this:
This is emotional exhaustion.  Jack is my oldest child - 17 years old.  He will be a senior in two days.  Today he found out that we had listed his beloved bobcat on Craigslist and were also thinking about listing our 40 acres for sale.  I guess I need to back track a bit.  A little over a week ago, my husband and 15 year old son Trent went up north to install a wood ceiling in our little screen house/practice cabin and found that someone had blown through our front gate with a big truck.

 Then they tried to hot wire our bobcat and when they couldn't get it started, they tried to drag it through the woods.

When they couldn't get to the major dollar items they moved on to the shed.
This was all discovered by my 15 year old son and husband.  After reporting it all to the police and figuring out what to do next, they came home.  The next day, my husband and I went up north to "fortify" the trenches only to find that we had been broken into again - in less than 24 hours!  This is what started the downward spiral.  

It was such a violation to be broken into once but to have it happen twice????  We put up reward signs:

And got a few phone calls but nothing that pointed to the actual people who where there that day.  Now we're thinking about selling it all.  Does that mean we're giving in?  The people who live there think so.  
Prayers for all of us would be appreciated.  We've heard from our neighbors that we are the first to make "a stink" about the theft attempt and they are hoping we stay.  Prayers for my husband who sees this as nothing more than a HUGE construction project in figuring out an alarm system on top of the already daunting task of finishing our screen house.  Prayers for my second son and daughter who only want to ride their dirt bikes.  What was supposed to draw us together has seem to drawn us apart.  

Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.

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