As a teen, my parents gave no curfew. I gave them no reason to; other than a “little” adventure. Each night, Mom and Dad unplugged the phone so late-night calls wouldn’t wake them. One night I had come home and was locked out. My brother in the basement was my first attempt to get in. I lightly tapped the small egress window to get his attention. Little did I know that inside, a series of now-famed events would follow.

My brother thought robber. Obviously. With a single pump BB gun in hand, he dashed across the dark basement and face-planted firmly into a metal pole mid-room. Dazed, he continued upstairs to exclaim to my poor sleeping father, “Dad, there is a robber!” Heart rate instantly at 150, Dad takes the BB gun with his pants still around his ankles, trying to prioritize pants or pumps. He rapidly pumps it about 20 times then fumbles to get his pants up without tripping. Mom picks up phone to hear no dial tone and screams, “Honey, they cut the line.” Who is “they”? Scared senseless, they hear the knock on the door. They anticipate the climax of their fears…..only to hear me asking them to unlock the door.

All the craziness, all the worry, all the thoughts of potentially bad things, all the lies in my head, the misconception; Why? It is a lie. False. Not true. Life is a gift and out of the last 100 or 1000 or even 10,000 years, who has added a single minute to their life by worrying. God has a plan for us and he started the good work a while back and He will be faithful to complete it; and not a minute too late.

So I should put the gun down and quit tripping over my pants and relax, it is handled.


6 thoughts on “Robber

  1. I was first reminded of this truth tonight in a FB post and now you, Jay have “followed up”….. If only you realized ( and maybe you do) how often God is using you to prod others! I’ve been duly “prodded” …… Your thoughts are a blessing, and a timely reminder. Tonight in my prayers, I had Tara visualized completely. It. Was good to “see” Jesus with His hand on her head. Those healing hands……..that’s my prayer. Thank you for your wisdoms ….. Even when you think you are weak… are being used …….p

  2. Ok, I seriously laughed out loud. Thank you for that reminder too. It seems that the closer we are to the Father daily, the less prone to worry we are. Life isn’t lived apart from the Father but IN Him and through Him. If our job is to trust and submit, why do we make it so hard? “Brothers, as an example of patience in the face of suffering, take the prophets who spoke in the name of The Lord. As you know, we consider blessed those who have persevered. You have heard of Job’s perseverance, and have seen what The Lord finally brought about. The Lord is full of compassion and mercy.” Amen.

  3. Wow! I’m envisioning your brother with a huge split in his forehead, so blood was running down his face as he awoke your parents. That’s what I thought you were going to say. Thanks for sharing the great story, and its equally great application.

  4. Well said Jay! I am laughing so hard! This may be your best “perspective” yet!! Everyday is a gift. Such a treat to hug Tara yesterday!! Jodi

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  5. I could just picture the entire scenerio. It reminds me of things my sister did when she was in high school and I was away at college. I got to hear about her adventures 2nd hand and we still laugh about them today. I also loved the analogy at the end. When we trust and obey, there is no other way, to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey. God’s blessings on your family.

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