An incredibly strange Easter....
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Last night I watch a movie called Tears in the Sun. I cried through most of it. It reminded me of who I am. Someone who would fight til the end for those who need it most. Then, this morning after waking up to the beautiful day, I found a video to post to Facebook that reminds us all our redeemer lives. After that I made Rob and I coffee. Shortly thereafter I got a knock at the door from my eldest daughters friends parents. They wanted to know if I had seen their daughter who apparently ran away last night. I told them I hadn't seen or heard from her but we exchanged numbers and I let them know I would call them if I heard anything. While filling in my dear husband of the morning, my middle daughter chimed in with, "Oh you know?" I asked "Know what?" Of course she quickly went into panic mode and fear washed over me. "KNOW WHAT?!" I demanded, and she started crying. "WHERE IS SHE?" I asked sternly! "Laura made me promise not to tell" she cried. I stormed past her and threw open my eldest daughters room door to see both she and the run away girl fast asleep in her room. As you can imagine, I already knew what had happened. The girl felt safety in our home, and yet I knew we were unintentionally harboring a run away. So I woke them up and began asking questions. Our oldest started crying and they both revealed the bruises and scratches that the girls mother had left on her in the middle of the night prior to her running away. Well, immediately I called 911. Once the police arrived and reports were written, we were given instructions as to what to do and how to do it. We followed them to the letter. By later in the afternoon the police were back to escort her to the hospital for further evaluations. She needs a lot of prayer as do her family. I will not reveal her name of course, but please...pray for her. She is 15 and because she threatened to harm herself if she had to go back to her house, I am sure she has been admitted for more than just the scratches her mother supposedly left behind. Again, I feel good that she felt safe in coming here, but am troubled that our daughter didnt come to us about all this. Her excuse was because she had never witnessed anything like this before, she didnt know what to do. She says she has learned valuable lessons and knows now that nothing is too great or too evil to tell us about. I also believe she had another glimpse of how well our family truly has it. We have been blessed in many ways, but the most important way is how we love each other and fight FOR each other, never against each other.
I did manage to fit in a workout. 25 minutes of weight lifting. My heart surely is heavier than the weights however, and like I said...I'm grateful for many things...but also very sad. Please...pray. Thank you.