So, I know that I will continue to welcome a houseful of kids, but what do you do when one of them steals from you?

We have rehashed the weekend several times and I just don’t think I spent it. There was a five and three ones sitting in my purse, which I left here and there throughout the house. I was standing at the register in Walgreens this morning digging, and digging and digging. I will not outright accuse anyone, because maybe I lost it or maybe I did spend it. But the fact that one of the young boys did steal and lie about taking some candy, (which at the time I thought was pretty silly and let slide) I can’t help but wonder.

It also bugs me that someone may have been rummaging through my purse, where many of my private, personal and important things are stored.

I wonder if it will happen again. I wonder if someone were going to steal from us if they would still do so even after developing a relationship and spending a lot of time here. I wonder if I need to keep things under lock and key, or do we offer our tunic too? Should we say something or let it go? My initial reaction probably wasn’t “what Jesus would do”.

If I learn nothing else, I’m pretty sure that God wants me to really understand true wealth because this isn’t the first time that we have faced a similar situation and that I have had to struggle with being able to let go of “my” stuff or “my” money. Even as I type this I am thinking how perfect this is, so close to Christmas, God is reminding me of the ONE thing that is truly of any worth… and that all else will fade, and so… let it be taken. In fact, I probably ought to be doing more of giving it away.