Things have been very hectic leading up to this special break, so how wonderful it was to get up Friday morning, go to Church, be blessed with a most wonderful message about the "Spotless Lamb of God". being Jesus His Son, who was sacrificed to die on the cross, for our sins.
After Church, I received confirmation from my daughter that she would join us for the day, so I was really looking forward to that. However, just as I was getting ready to tidy up, I received a call from the Security Guard where my project is. He said to please come through, as there had been a burglary at my project's premises. My husband and daughter accompanied me, on arrival, we opened up the and went to the kitchen. We found that the glass door that leads to the outside patio, had been removed, and worst of all, the fridge that stands in the kitchen was gone. Along with that all the plastic plates and cups we use for feeding our children had been taken as well. The fridge was approx 4.25 L fridge big, and one that had been given to me years ago by my sister. I had as a second fridge, but had decided to donate to the project, so that we could have a fridge facility at the project.
Well, well, well, I cannot tell you the utter devastation I felt about the fact that someone had actually removed the glass door with a crow bar, which was lying there, stolen our fridge, and carried it across to the palisade fencing, lifted it over the palisade fencing and carried it off probably through to the informal settlement where the beneficiaries of my project live. This was such a sad feeling, to think that someone would be so unkind to actually steal our fridge, which is so needed for our project. Then have the audacity to throw out all the contents of the fridge, which was strewn all over on the grass near the palisade fencing, and be so determined to carry off this large 4.25 L fridge. It is an old fridge, nothing to write home about, but working and large enough to keep bottles of cold water for our children, keep our stocks for food we needed to cook throughout the week, etc, etc.
Well, what more can I say, but there went my wonderful Friday meant for leisure, meaning I spent the rest of the morning at the Police Station making a case, eventually got home the afternoon and then spent the rest of the day with my family, and another couple, friends of the project, who joined us when they heard of what had happened. I could not help thinking throughout the day that this never should have happened on this signficant day, of all days.
Today after class, I will be going to the project site, and a Police Constable will be coming out to take finger prints. What has emerged since, is that there is evidence that this might have been an inside job, so hopefully, we may still get our fridge back, if the evidence can lead to the thief responsible for this.
The picture below is of a brand new fridge, much smaller though. This picture is a pic of the fridge my daughter blessed me with for a birthday, anniversary and Christmas gift all wrapped in one. So, maybe...just maybe there will be another one like this coming our way, being a "special delivery", Divinely sent, to replace the one stolen. As this happened on Good Friday, I am reminded of the words Jesus said on the cross, which is "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they have done". In this case, it was blatantly done, but may God, deal with them.
