Rough day yesterday.
Had a great day planned with my first sabbatical fishing trip with my father in Sacramento. Even better, we also planned a lunch trip to Inn-N-Out in between but just as we returned to the car to head off for lunch, we heard someone smash our car window. In cleaning out the glass from the car, I noticed I didn’t have my wallet and thus, the panic set in.
My fears were true. I left my wallet in the car:
- While I don’t usually carry much cash, I did this time because of our sabbatical. Gone.
- Credit cards.
- Driver’s license.
- And stupid. I also had a blank (unsigned) check. Again, because of the sabbatical and thus exposing my account number.
And wow, these whoevers worked quickly. In the likely 30 minutes since the wallet was stolen, the credit card was already used twice.
Spent half the day on the phone, running around, and in a foul mood.
So, it took a little prayer and attitude adjustment to come to some perspective:
1. Maybe I should get a fanny pack. Seriously, been so forgetful these days and I’d love to bring the fanny pack mainstream. I’d love to see preachers like Mark Driscoll and Rick Warren sport them while they’re preaching.
2. In the big picture of things, we need to learn to take things as they are and now allow such circumstances to rob us of our joy and peace. Easier said than done.
As I driving home with my father and freezing (because of the busted window), I started chuckling because I was reminiscing about the last time my family and I spent some sabbatical time in San Francisco six years ago. Folks won’t even believe this story because it was so crazy:
I tried to be a real hero. In trying to save a woman who was having a seizure while she was driving, I got run over by a car. Left leg. Left ankle. Fire trucks. Ambulances. Death before my eyes…
And all before my wife and kids.
Hey, I got my wallet stolen but at least,
I didn’t get run over by car.😉
So, how about one of these beauties?
And how about this?