Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I'm guilty. I drive what my neighbors call that "kick ass" CLS 500 Mercedes. It is not quite what you would expect a middle age stay at home woman to tool around town in. What can I say it is my dream car. You can not imagine the shock and heart break that gripped me when I discovered someone had taken an iron something (crow bar, hammer) and smashed out my fog lights. Sadness crept over me as I thought how someone would take time out to render such a cowardice act. Soon fear over took me. A person hated me so much they wanted to destroy my car. How evil is that? How depraved could that person be? My husband warned "Watch your surroundings". Now the anxiety shook me like a roller coaster ride. The damage to the car paled in comparison to my fear and violation. "What God,what am I doing wrong"? I asked. Normally God doesn't answer me this quickly but apparently He recognized the urgency for the very next evening at mass the first words I read in the Gospel was "Fear no man". Then reading a friend of a friend's blog there was Isaiah 41:10 "Fear thou not; then came Philippians 4:6 "Be anxious for nothing; Today I sincerely prayed for the person that vandalized my car, prayed that God protect them from me, if I ever find out there identity. What do you do when you feel afraid? What un nerves you?