The Police and me

We’ve been blessed this week to have a mission team from Hattiesburg, Ms with us. They led block parties and backyard Bible clubs for us twice a day Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. They were a great group of people and did a great job of getting the word out about Delta Church, but more importantly they shared the love of the Lord with complete strangers.

Yesterday we had a catfish dinner for them. My job was to get coleslaw and ice. So into Brookshires I go. While shopping I called my dad and returned a call to Stephen. I finished my phone call with Stephen in the checkout line, while I got my money out I placed my phone under the credit card machine. I paid, picked up the ice and headed to the van. I noticed that I didn’t have my phone, so I put the groceries in the van and headed back in the store. My phone was gone. Gone!

I left and delivered the coleslaw and ice and went back to the store to find my phone. The girl at the customer service counter was so helpful, she pulled up the video and we watched as the woman in line behind me took my phone, put it in her purse and left.

I couldn’t believe it. I just wanted to watch the video to see what I had done with my phone, I didn’t want someone to take it!

In the last three weeks we’ve seen and talked with the police three times.. Three times. Stephen’s wreck, I got pulled over for running a red light (thankfully it was the same policeman that handled Stephen’s wreck and let me go because we had had a “run of bad luck” and  then at Brookshires to file a police report.

Let me say that if I don’t see another policeman up close for three years it will still be too soon!!!

So, what have you been up to?

Julie