April 30, 2007

Lost, Found, and Lost

Three weeks ago we were returning from the ladies retreat at the Iguatu camp; exhausted, and with a plate full of things to do.  In the course of the running around that we did throughout the course of that day--dropping people off, picking up supplies, etc.--our truck was broken into and several things removed.  As evidence of how busy we were, we hardly even noticed.  The things taken included a CD player, my collection of travel CDs, and Itacyara's Bible. 

Fast forward to last week.  One of the girls in our youth group was approached a friend, who offered to sell her a Bible.  When she was shown the Bible, she said "I know that Bible!  It belongs to Itacyara."  The friend said she had gotten it from a guy she knew who had "found it somewhere".  Of course I know where he found it--in the front seat of my truck!

There is little chance of us recovering the other "found" items, however.  The young man who "found" them was killed last week, apparently while he was "finding" other things in a house not his own.

I really could care less about the CD player or the CDs.  I'm glad Itacyara got her Bible back.  I really wish, however, that the young man in question had taken time to read the Bible he had "found" and in the process, found Jesus.

Posted by Andrew on April 30, 2007 7:32 AM.