Last night we had a thief come through our apartment window. He didn’t enter any of the bedrooms, but just took what was in the living room — which thankfully was just my watch [which Lynne gave me on our wedding day five years ago] & a couple hundred Yuan, which was all the money I had in my wallet.
All things considered, we’re thankful that it wasn’t any worse & that he didn’t take more. We’re on the second floor, so he climbed up on the water pipe outside to get to our window, then he peacefully entered. We didn’t find out till this morning when we saw the things missing & saw footprints on the windowsill. We called the police, who came & checked it out.
Certainly in such circumstances it’s hard not to feel a sense of a loss of a sense of security, wondering the question, ‘Are we really safe here?’
The challenge is to continue to meditate on Hebrews 10:34, which talks about the persecution received by the early church, saying that in the midst of their persecutions “[They] sympathized with those in prison and joyfully accepted the confiscation of their property.”
How challenging this is! It’s hard to deal with the confiscation of my property & the threat of my sense of security and comfort, much less to joyfully accept the confiscation of our property.
I need prayer for mercy from the Lord to give me strength in imitating this mindset. On my own, it is impossible to do this. Only through His ‘incomparably great power’ [Eph. 1:18] on me can a spirit like the one seen in Hebrews 10:34 happen.
We’ve now been back in our city in NW China for exactly 3 weeks.
Needless to say, it has taken a little while to get adjusted here.
I returned to teaching for the first time in over a year. Plus we had to do simple things to get settled here, like taking a few days to get Internet installed; & waiting a couple weeks till our school could deliver a fridge, washing machine & microwave to us; & go get medical tests & do other things to try to get our Residence Permits.
A big challenge for us has been with our daughter Joy. She’s just over two years old, so since we got here she’s started potty training. She’s done a terrific job on that, & now she’s almost totally figured it out.
On top of that, she’s adjusting from sleeping in a crib-like bed in the U.S. to now just having a normal bed that she can easily get in & out of. The first couple weeks of that were incredibly challenging as she kept getting out of her bed over & over & over again & refusing to go to sleep. Finally, a few days ago my wife Lynne had an idea to put a rag in the door to try to keep it from squeaking. Little did we know that Lynne had solved our problem with Joy’s sleeping, because adding the rag had also shut the door just a little tighter & thus Joy was no longer able to open the door to get out.
She wasn’t happy about this & cried hysterically the first night for about five minutes, & then she just gave up, got back in her bed & fell asleep.
Now, four days later she didn’t even put up a fight. She just stayed in her bed once we put her down & fell immediately asleep.
Very thankful for the Lord providing for us in getting settled in.