The Truck Story

I really don't know how things can be more surreal than they have been tonight. About eight Guerriot, Ronald(2), Atlanda (4) and I went out the gate to get in the truck that was parked in front of the house. I unlocked the doors and put the kids in the backseat and turned to Guerriot to tell him he could drive and 2 guys were walking by. All of the sudden they were pushing us telling us to get in the truck. Guerriot got loose and ran. I was between the doors and the kids were in the truck so I started fighting back. The one guy got the keys and jumped in and started the truck. I managed somehow to get the kids out and then the other guy through himself in the back of the truck. I tried to grab the guy driving around the head or neck but he managed to push me off and he started going. I jumped back and off went my truck. I am thanking God because I was able to get the kids out and they weren't hurt. I am trusting that there is good to come from this although at this point I sure can't see it. It seems like vehicles and I aren't doing so well together - headon collison in June, robbed at gunpoint in January and now the truck gone... I have been reading lately about finding God in even the bad times and it seems like He's giving me a chance to do just that. I don't know at this point how I feel, It doesn't seem real. But it is and I am going to have to do lots more paperwork tomorrow. I would ask that everyone please pray for my truck to be found. It is just a vehicle but it is important and a blessing to me. It would be easy to be mad and say why God I try to use my truck to bless others in my work, giving rides, running errands, etc. But I can't be because I know that His plan is way bigger than mine and no matter how horrible a situation seems there is a reason. I can't imagine going through the process to get another one so soon. I haven't had this one 3 months yet. So please just pray for it to be found!