house of peace.

Well, I'm feeling the gap in my creative outlets. I've yet to sew this summer and my photo taking has quieted down. Recently I've been inspired by some fellow blogger friends to reignite my blog and photography. The garden is failing, but there is hope still it will yield something, small though it may be. 

Before I embark on the world of words and images, I have to comment on our recent break-ins. Yes, break ins. He came back, and by God's grace alone, Zach was home. He got a solid look at him. Naturally, the guy ran off. The good news is that they were able to get a finger print from Sunday (his first visit) - a print that led to a name. Talking to our mailman today, we figured out the man lives just down the street. Unbelievable, right! Well, this is all based on the name, the description, and what our mailman knows. Hopefully, the detective will close the deal and sort this all out. 

I say all this to share where I have seen God in the midst of it all. At first, I was just thankful all he took was our lawn mower, and didn't enter our living space, only our basement. But the second time brought on sadness, increased fear, and anger. Sad for the man, that he's chosen such a lifestyle - sad (but thankful) that Zach had to experience such an encounter...and naturally fearful and angry. Coming home I checked out what could have been his running path away from our home, around the side of the house. As I came around the house and into the front yard, I see 2 doves. I imagine the 2 doves I saw when we first moved here; I may have mentioned them in a previous post (old blog). I stood there, as the doves just stood there. As if it was the Lord saying, I am here - I am watching, peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I stood there, and I accepted His peace.   ~ peace be with you