So Saturday morning I woke up and found that the youth house (which I like to call the cave, in recognition of the saints who meet in the catacombs before us) was broken into on Friday night. Thieves made off with ~$1500-$2000 worth of music and AV kit. If you’ve ever been robbed from from a B&E you know that feeling of violation that you want revenge for. I find myself having to remind myself that the best life for me does not include revenge. In any way.
I think practicing the Jesus Prayer over the last while will help me through this. It really helps to turn my focus from myself to the reality of the God-world.
It’s still annoying that people would steal from us. At least that’s how I feel; they didn’t really steal from us, they stole for themselves, trying their best to get their best life possible.
So the question I find myself asking is this: Do I love the people who stole from the youth house?