No One Escapes
Published on May 17, 2010 By KFC Kickin For Christ In Blogging

I would guess that almost everyone has had a possession or two stolen by someone who had no business taking it whether it be a stolen wallet, purse, something in their car or their home.

We've all been there.  When this happens depending on the item(s) it can be a very violating experience.  How dare someone take something of mine they had no right even touching?   

When my husband and I were building our first home we had a whole pallet of roof shingles stolen along with a brand new door and a few tools left at our construction site.  My husband had worked all day up until midnight and then was going to return early the next morning at 7 am.  This site was in the middle of nowhere so we had no idea that someone would drive up with a pickup and take the newly delivered, that day, shingles. 

He was so tired from working so hard and I felt so bad for him and mad at the same time.  The gall. 

Then years later  while parked in a church parking lot my car window was smashed and my pocketbook and phone was stolen.  It was dark, late and I wasn't gone long but long enough.  It was a cold winter's drive home with no passenger window and my credit cards and cash were gone.  The gall. 

Then on the tee in Boston while I was holding onto a pole,  A very large man humming in my ear distracting me attempted to steal my wallet right out of my zipped pocketbook.   As he was exiting, I looked down, saw my pocketbook unzipped, and looked up in time to see him on the steps with my wallet in his hand.  I grabbed it right out from his big black hand as he was going out the door.   I was young and stupid but that was my wallet.  Thank you very much.

Well they hit again.  This time it was my son who was the victim. 

My son received his doctorate last week after five long years of hard work.  He and his new wife were to drive across the country to CA to start his new career.  They packed up their meager belongings in a rental truck, put a lock on it as we suggested and headed out.  They stopped in Iowa, Nebraska, Wyoming, Utah and had no trouble.  They made it to CA quite well and picked a motel to stay in while they went apartment hunting. 

They quickly found a rental, their credit history is excellent and they got approved within three days of moving to CA. So far so good. 

The last night staying in the last hotel in their new adopted city they got robbed.  Welcome to CA!   They woke up to find the rental truck was broken into.  The lock was cut and all their electronics were gone.  He lost his Wii with the games.  He lost an extra computer, two external hardrives, a bunch of remotes, some brand new unopened dishes and other incidentals. 

What bothered him the most besides the gall of someone taking what didn't belong to them was the fact that his little firebox with all his personal information was missing.  In that box there were their SS cards, their birth certificates, their wedding license and extra checks.   Identity theft was now on his mind.

They tried to call the SS office but it was constantly busy. They called me and I supplied the numbers to all three credit bureaus so he could get a fraud alert on his account.  They immediately went to the bank to cancel their checking account. 

We issued a prayer chain alert and my friend and I prayed over the phone for him.  He was very very upset with the thought that his credit history now could be compromised after taking such good care with it.  The landlord told my son as they started to unpack the truck that his credit history was very very good.  Not after today thought my son.

But the prayers were answered.  He found the box way deep into the truck near the cab and not where he thought he put it.  So somewhere along the way while packing he must have moved it not even thinking but was prompted to do so, we believe, by God himself who knew what was going to happen on this trip. 

He doesn't care so much about what was taken, even his new Wii, now that he knows his identity was protected.  God is good! 

But somewhere in CA there is a thief or thieves who are rejoicing in the loot they stole from an unsuspecting young couple who are just starting out.  Most likely getting away this time they will strike again. 

All I have to say to them is what is secret on earth is a scandal in heaven and God sees it all.  One day the piper will be paid. 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Comments
on May 17, 2010

When this happens depending on the item(s) it can be a very violating experience.

It is violating regardless of what is taken.  I did not understand that aspect of it, until it happened to us.  For me (perhaps like your son) it was not the value of the stuff, but the violation.  If the stuff is trivial, then we do not remember what was taken, but we still remember the violation.

on May 17, 2010

For me it depends.  I mean outright theft like this by a stranger is a direct violation.  When someone comes into your space especially if locked it's a shocking violation (how dare they) but if you leave a pack of gum on the counter and pieces are missing it's not so bad.  That's kind of what I mean. 

I've known people that had bikes stolen when they just went into a building for a few minutes; come out and their mode of transportation was gone.  That's pretty bad too. 

I'm sure, for my son, as you said it was the whole thought of someone coming in and taking his stuff that was much worse than the value of stuff taken. 

Wouldn't it be just great if we could catch them in the act?  Shine a light on them in the middle of the night and say "can I help you take something IN MY TRUCK???" 

 

 

on May 18, 2010

but if you leave a pack of gum on the counter and pieces are missing it's not so bad. That's kind of what I mean.

Yes, that is what I mean also.  leaving something on  a counter is not a violation.  Someone breaking into your secure space is, regardless of what is taken.

Wouldn't it be just great if we could catch them in the act? Shine a light on them in the middle of the night and say "can I help you take something IN MY TRUCK???"

I would be too afraid to confront them that way (fearing they would be some coked out dead head).  I would start swinging with a crow bar or bat first and then ask questions second.

on May 18, 2010

I would be too afraid to confront them that way (fearing they would be some coked out dead head). I would start swinging with a crow bar or bat first and then ask questions second.

shows the diff between man and woman I guess.  I'm more verbal and less physical so I'd be more apt to open my mouth than close my fist. 

I was talking with a lady the other day in line while waiting for a store to open.  She told me that someone stole her pocketbook out of her desk at work.  She then went on to tell me all the stuff she had to do to cancel credit cards, bank accounts and get a new license only to find the pocketbook a week later, sans cash, in an empty nearby office.  How frustrating! 

With people getting more and more desparate as time passes on I can only imagine this is going to get much worse. 

on May 18, 2010

he told me that someone stole her pocketbook out of her desk at work.

That happened to me.  Someone stole $50 out of my wallet (it was in my coat pocket at the time) at work, but did not take any plastic or ID.  That was before it was worth something I guess.  But now that you mentioned it, since it was not a locked office, I felt upset that I lost $50, but not violated.  It definitely has to do with what you consider your space versus shared space.

on May 18, 2010

I felt upset that I lost $50, but not violated. It definitely has to do with what you consider your space versus shared space.

ya, that's a good way to put it.  I guess because you know that if it's shared space you know and expect the chances of that happening if you leave something unattended.  But you don't expect that someone is going to come on or in your property going out of their way to take something of yours.  You let your guard down so to speak thinking you're safe from such things and that's when you feel very violated. 

 

 

on Jun 01, 2010

When we lived in Miami we had our house broken into while we were at work. They threw a rock though our sliding glass door and came in. We had just had our roof replaced and thought maybe one of the workers watched our coming and going and knew our schedule.  The police actually caught the robber and told us he was a gang banger from Detroit. Thank God I didn't walk in on him. After something like that happens to you it makes you feel creepy to think someone was in your home going through your personal property. We are now living in a much nicer community but sometimes act as if we were still in Miami. I think that no matter where you live you should always be careful.