Well, it turns out I'm not crazy. At least not about the disappeared rent money. It appears as though we were robbed. My roommate realized last night that she is missing a bunch of U.S. dollars from her room. So right now, we are in the midst of changing the lock on our door, and tomorrow we are going to the Ministerio Público to submit a report. (I guess it's like filing a police report back at home.)
This situation is sub-par, to say the least; however, I have seen over and over the grace of the Lord during the past two days...
- We are fortunate enough to work with an incredible team of lawyers and investigators who are so graciously helping us deal with what has happened and to ensure our safety in the future.
- A little while ago, I was chatting with the locksmith (who came over with a co-worker), and he and I had a great little conversation about California and Oregon. He got so excited when I told him that my sister-in-law is from the Bay Area. (Do you capitalize that?)
- Even though I was a little hesitant to leave the apartment unguarded, I had to go out for a few minutes this morning to put some money on my phone; and I ended up having a funny encounter with a gentleman as we, together, frantically searched for a kiosk that had Tigo credit. We laughed together as we scampered across the street after being turned away by two places.
- And I am currently enjoying a delicious plate of homemade guacamole and pico, the ingredients of which cost me about a dollar.
I am so grateful for these small moments of grace. Thanks be to God for His providence and provision!
I am so thankful you were present for the small, graceful silver-linings and not around for the unfortunate robbery. Love to you
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