It was sad to hear the report despite the understandable and even inevitable consequences in times of war. The best case for which I was hoping was that someone would pry open the petrol tank and steal the petrol early on - and that thus no one would later be able to drive it off. Often I amused myself by scanning the news reports to see if I could spot a revolutionary driving off to the front lines in our little silver hatch back.
But - BUT, we just received an email in which it appears that our car is still parked at the school. In fact, it is now THE ONLY car still at the school because when "they" tried to take it, it wouldn't start. If we were more aware before we left in the rush of the evacuation, I would have disconnected the battery, or maybe removed it altogether, or any number of deterrent activities. But the reality was we were so harried and just trying to get out that these little details fell by the wayside. Despite this, our little auto managed not to work at just the right time.
Yes, we are giddy with the news it is still in that parking lot. It's probably symbolic. The car is the most expensive asset we left, but not the most memorable and not the one we'd be most sad to lose.
Our colleague noted how "lucky" we are. If you know us, you can probably guess that we don't feel lucky! But, we do feel like we've received a little present of grace. It's not something that we were owed. We escaped with our lives, our marriage, our sanity. To have our car (at least for now), is a small gift of love we see from the One who led us out of danger in miraculous ways. And tonight we feel very loved about a small detail of life.
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