need your prayers...
this last week has been super ugly. the shit has hit the fan at church...the adults are upset that we have little poor black kids coming to church and God forbid we do any music they might like in service and let them be in worship period much less come to fellowship hour and eat any of the treats...after all, the body of the church should be just rich white old folks. ugh! and then, matt and I got to our home this weekend after being in Evanston for class Tues-Fri to find that it had been broken into for the SECOND time in the 4 months we have lived here. Luckily this time nothing was stolen, except a jar of change and 3 of our 5 Risk armies (which is enough to piss me off since i LOVE that game and trying to take over the world). But it must have been some punk kids cause they totally trashed our house, took our oil and vinigar and lotion and dumped it all over our kitchen and bedroom and living room. and then they dumped out all of our board games on teh floor so that all the pieces and cards were mixed up together. ughh! but as soon as i was at the lowest, ready to give up on cleaning and thinking about if we weren't called to live here after all, Jesus showed up in the form of our little neighbor kids who ran straight to our house when they got off the bus rather than running home first. and when they ran in the door let us know they hadn't had their apple yet that day (we keep a ready supply of fruit and snacks) and then informed us that we would be playing monsters and vampires while we ran around our house screaming and roaring. So maybe this neighborhood isn't so bad after all, I just have to keep it in perspective that Jesus lives here too. But please pray for Matt and me and this church and this community. We need it.-Cara