The definition of a bad day...or was it good?

It has been a long time since I (Leah) have been able to post. So many things have taken priority lately, but today I made time. Sometimes writing is purely therapeutic to me, and after the past couple of days, writing is just what I need. Often times, people who know me well joke of my bad luck and consequently the luck that was bestowed on Kevin when he decided to make me his wife. Sometimes, I argue that my bad luck is really good luck because all things could have been worse. Well, the jury is still out on yesterday's luck. You decide...bad or good???

It all began really when I came around the corner to my house after a very long day at work. As I neared my house, I noticed a police officer sitting in my driveway. That immediately struck fear in my heart. Before I could get out of my car, he met me at my door. He then informed me that an angry neighbor had reported us to the police and the humane society for cruelty to animals.....yes that is what he said. He said that she wanted our animals removed from our house because we were not feeding them properly. Well, it is at this point that all who know our two dogs can begin laughing uncontrollably. Our dogs are certainly well fed, and it shows. This kind officer then told me that he took the liberty to inspect our backyard and our dogs. He then said that he believed our neighbor was slightly crazy because our animals are really friendly and certainly not lacking food. After going through the procedure and having other neighbors come along and defend our plight, the officer very kindly apologized for the inconvenience of having to put us through the inspection. However, something has certainly bothered our dear neighbor that wants our dogs removed, and I am now a bit concerned about how to approach the situation. She obviously has some issues, and has never formally met us. Hopefully, we can somehow show her kindness and put this all behind us................but the story is not over there.

After that commotion was over, Kevin and I had dinner with my parents at their house. When we came home we were informed that the police had been called again to our home. This time a passer-by noticed a thief in our car trying to get away. Thankfully, his plan was thwarted and all seemed ok by midnight....but the police should have just camped out on our lawn yesterday. Now....in many ways it was a terrible day...but my dogs are still mine, and our old car is still our old car. (In case anyone is counting, this is attempt #2 at stealing the same car in less than six months) Bad luck turned good? I am not sure. Sometimes it all hits at once and it is exhausting. There are moments in life when one feels attacked in the oddest ways--like Satan tries any crazy scheme to get us down. It is easy to feel overwhelmed when events like yesterday pile on top of other things. I am glad I know that I have a loving God that can carry my burdens when I just can't. I was reminded of that last night when I was about to fall asleep. Until we moved into this house, I have never felt unsafe. Somehow, having thieves in my front yard twice has shaken that a bit. We are in the lovely historic district of this little southern town---not exactly a high crime rate sort of place--yet we have experienced our share of scares. There have been times when I was afraid in this house at night, but last night somehow I was calm, and I just heard that old song....take your burdens to the Lord and leave it there....That is what I did, and I slept through the night. Now, one might notice a for sale sign in our front yard before long :) but last night I slept peacefully. Good day or bad...depends on the perspective.

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Tomorrow we celebrate Anna's third birthday. Its hard to believe she will already be three years old. Seems like yesterday Leah and I were getting married and my pregnant sister was walking around in misery waiting for Anna to grace this earth. Now tomorrow we head to Columbia for a trip to fun zone to celebrate three years of life.
Today we find ourselves in another rut of home projects and different tasks we need to accomplish. We often wonder why God allows us to make certain decisions sometimes. We know there are reasons and we know we must learn from them. Sometimes in good faith we wonder why He didn't smack us in the head and ask what are you thinking?? All in all things are going very well. We find out the sex of our baby in early March. We look forward to finding out so we can begin to prepare for the days ahead. Hopefully I'll be able to update Leah's picture real soon.