3 of 479: Stealing My Stuff

Stealing My Stuff

Dear Lord, please forgive my brother for stealing my collection of 50-cent pieces and 2 dollar bills even though I know it did not go to a worthy cause.

We moved to Anderson Camp just before my 8th grade school year. My mom and dad were spending all their available free time working on the house. Usually I would go with them out to the property to help where I could. But sometimes they would leave me alone at the camp. Someone had to periodically hold down the fort. It’s one thing to worry that your house might be robbed…

…It’s another thing to worry that your whole house could be hooked up to an F-150 and hauled away. Continue reading