Yesterday morning I was home by myself (Derek took the boys to church while I am still recuperating from a little surgery I had this week), when there was a knock on the door. Not feeling inclined to answer it in my pajamas, I tip-toed over and peered through the peep-hole. It was some dude with a clipboard, likely a salesman, so I ignored it and went back to the couch. On the way back, I saw him walk by our window on the side of the house and mess around at the fence (where there is no gate), so I peaked through the window to see him TAKING OFF SEVERAL BOARDS of my fence and creeping through into the backyard.
Now, usually I am a complete and total coward when it comes to stuff like this, so I don't know what on earth made me feel like I could handle this fool in the backyard by myself...in my pajamas...recovering from surgery. But for whatever reason, I marched over to the backdoor, flung it open just as he reached the porch, and said, "GET OUT NOW."
By the look on his face, I surprised the living daylights out of him, but he managed a stuttered, "I'm the plumber!"
"GET OUT. GET OUT NOW," I said in my best I-really-mean-it voice.
"But this is the address they sent me to," He pleaded.
"We didn't call for a plumber," I said firmly, "Now LEAVE!" At that, he turned and ran off the porch and slipped back through the fence as fast as he could.
Just then I thought, "Wait, the fence." So I hurried (as fast as my post-op body would allow) back to the front to order him to fix his mess. But he was already in his SUV backing out of the driveway and speeding away as fast as he could. I wish I'd had my wits about me enough to get his license plate number.
So, I don't really know what happened yesterday. Did a real plumber make a real mistake? Or did a not-so-bright thief almost rob us until he was scared away by some crazy lady with bed-head wearing no make-up, pajamas, and pink, fuzzy socks? The thing is, I don't know of any plumber who would take apart a fence to get in the backyard when the owner didn't answer the door. I mean, what's he gonna do back there? But I also don't know why any thief would try and rob someone in the middle of the day when the blinds are open, the TV is on, and clearly someone is home and just not answering the door. I guess we'll never know.
Regardless of what happened, the incident left me a little shaken. But then a verse from the Bible popped in my head, "Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it. Unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman stays awake in vain (Psalm 127:1)." I may not have known what that man was up to, but God did. He sees our house and all it's goings-on every minute of every day. And He protected me. And for that, I am extremely thankful.
3 comments:
Friend I am so glad you are ok. That is scary, and my initial reaction says you did the right thing 100%. If you're intuition sensed danger and something fishy about that man it was more than likely right. I'm so glad you are safe and that the Lord gave you the words and courage to face danger. Now forget this scary incident and have yourself a very Merry Christmas!!
Wow! I am SO glad you are okay! And that scripture...so perfect. Love it.
When I lived in Hawaii, my aunt, roommate and I came home to some thieves in our house. Like you, I was MAD. Didn't think a thing about my safety, but approached one of the robbers and started yelling at him: What the heck do you think you're doing? That's MY jewelry! *shaking head* He was a HUGE Samoan dude that could have done some serious damage to me, but he ran past all of us, grabbed his accomplice and they were gone. Weird how we react with a little adrenaline (or Holy Spirit?) in our system.
My goodness! That is scary! I agree with you--why is a plumber taking down your fence and heading to the backyard?? Plus, he left so fast!! Maybe if he was really a plumber he would have tried to plead again, and shown you some kind of plumber id instead of running to his car and speeding off???
You did the right thing!!
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