Well about an hour and a half later and a pot of coffee, I sat around and talked while he got ready for work. Once he was ready we walked down stairs to get in our cars and head off to work. Then all of the sudden Lane stopped. He looked around and then looked at me and we came to a very very harsh realization. HIS TRUCK HAD BEEN STOLEN!!!
I am not kidding. The truck was gone. Not moved, no tricks, no funny April fools in December; straight up stolen. We both kind of stood there for a second wondering if this was real. Did Lane's truck really get stolen, is it really gone. Sure enough it was, history.
After a couple hours of phone calls and funny comments, I took him to Enterprise to get a rent-a-car and he was off to work. I tell you this for 2 reasons:
1. I think it is super crazy that his car is really gone and please pray for him as he tries to figure this out.
2. I want to remind all of us that our world is broken and we are broken. Last night Lane went to bed as usual and woke up this morning to the harsh reality that this life is nothing like eternity. Yes we have grace to pour upon each other, but it will never be like heaven. Is Lane mad, probably, is he frustrated, probably, but does he know where his treasure is...YES! A car is a car and it is terrible when it is gone, but he knows that regardless of the way this life treats us some time the reward in the end is worth so much more.
Lesson to be learned: lock your car doors and pray real real hard; run the race to gain the prize, regardless of the cost. Have a great Thursday!
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