robbed in the night...
The other night we were robbed.
We decided to grab a bite at IHOP Sunday night after just getting back from California. While we were inside, someone smashed our van window and heisted a cell phone and a couple thousand dollars worth of camera equipment (which were full of pictures of the girls at Disneyland and the beach).
I don't know if you've ever been robbed before, but your first reaction is this deep feeling of being violated (to the point that my youngest daughter started crying uncontrollably when she found out). But then I remembered how my sister reacted when she was robbed a couple years ago. I was surprised when she told me, "oh, its just stuff.... and I realized I don't want to be that attached to my stuff."
It was kind of ironic, because the last couple weeks I have been reading a lot about "the dark night of the soul." Which basically is this somewhat obscure/mysterious process in our spiritual journey (that we don't always understand when we are in the middle of it) where God liberates us from our attachments so we can be free to live our true nature--which is Love.
There are so many beautiful thoughts connected to that idea, but I'll have to save that for another day. I do love the idea of being free, though. And it feels good to know that I can never be robbed of the important things in life (our relationships with God and each other). Everything else, I will hold loosely.
We decided to grab a bite at IHOP Sunday night after just getting back from California. While we were inside, someone smashed our van window and heisted a cell phone and a couple thousand dollars worth of camera equipment (which were full of pictures of the girls at Disneyland and the beach).
I don't know if you've ever been robbed before, but your first reaction is this deep feeling of being violated (to the point that my youngest daughter started crying uncontrollably when she found out). But then I remembered how my sister reacted when she was robbed a couple years ago. I was surprised when she told me, "oh, its just stuff.... and I realized I don't want to be that attached to my stuff."
It was kind of ironic, because the last couple weeks I have been reading a lot about "the dark night of the soul." Which basically is this somewhat obscure/mysterious process in our spiritual journey (that we don't always understand when we are in the middle of it) where God liberates us from our attachments so we can be free to live our true nature--which is Love.
There are so many beautiful thoughts connected to that idea, but I'll have to save that for another day. I do love the idea of being free, though. And it feels good to know that I can never be robbed of the important things in life (our relationships with God and each other). Everything else, I will hold loosely.
posted by cindi at 5:06 PM
2 Comments:
ohhh man, first off...so sorry to hear about that, thats one of those things that just...well...sucks...but your words are encouraging.
I think its esp. hard for us to remove ourselves from objects of affection...even if its a camera. i would be devastated if i lost...lets say...my computer...yet I Forgot about last summer when I didn't have one...and what freedom did i have. no e-mail. no myspace.
Same with cell phones.
Its pretty weird..because in this city called Scottsdale...what you have makes up your identity...
...and from one woman to another..i know that your identity is of being a Christ lover....although I"m sure your pretty handy with a camera ;)
i wish i could have been as noble. i had about 4g's worth of laptop/electronics and fire arms stolen from a vehicle about two years. i think i'm still pissed!
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