Friday night while I was out on a walk with Brooke somebody through a massive chunk of concrete through my car window. What a pain in the... window. There was glass everywhere, shattered in every divot and crevice. The chunk also took a gouge out of my glove compartment and the housing for my gear shifter. Nothing was taken, they just threw it and ran. I guess it was fun for them. Welcome to Chicago.
The First Church of God of the Apostolic Faith (across the street) happened to be having service. Some of them saw it happen, so they sent their security guards to stand guard around my car until I got back. They also called the police. It was so great to have someone standing there with me. The police never came, but I filed a report over the phone then called my insurance company. The whole time I was on the phone 3 of my new brothers from the church across the street cleaned out all of the glass in my car - sweeping and vacuuming for about an hour.
I guess a good reminder in all of this is that no matter how far away and alone you feel - when you are a part of the family of God you are almost always surrounded. I am grateful for that reality and reminder.
1 comment:
i love you. i am so sorry this happened. i wish with all of my heart that i could be there to hug you on such a tough day.
on a brighter note, were any of the apostolic faith "brothers" cute? i know a hot girl who lives in hyde park who is lookin'. :)
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