On Being Robbed
So I come back to my car from playing tennis Saturday evening, and the passenger-side window has been busted out; come to find out my wife’s purse had been taken. But Jesus is still Lord, of this and every situation. I’m reminded of the comments of Matthew Henry, after his home had been burglarized, praising the Lord for several aspects of the situation; I paraphrase loosely. We thank the Lord that
1. Though the thief took her purse, neither she nor I were harmed in any other way.
2. Though her money was taken, it wasn’t much (frankly, the hassle is worth more than the money that was taken). Credit card was canceled before any charge accrued.
3. Though the purse was stolen, several other things in plain view (GPS, my wallet, my BlackBerry) were not taken, and she had her cell phone with her (she was taking a walk with other wives of tennis players).
4. We were the ones stolen from, and not the one(s) doing the stealing.
Stuff comes, and stuff goes; moth and rust corrupt, and thieves break through and steal. But the treasures we lay up in heaven? Hey, thief, just try to grab those away from us!