Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Great Wallet Debacle-Or Whatever You Want to Call It

We were looking forward to a fun weekend with our extended family at the lodge in Wisconsin. Packed our bags (or in our case, laundry baskets), loaded up the car, and made a stop at Dunkin' Donuts for breakfast.
We were in and out in a flash and on our way. About 45 minutes into our 2 hr drive, Joe and I were talking about Napoleon Dynamite. We had just finished watching it the night before and were reciting funny lines making each other laugh. Gina let me borrow the movie, so I was going to send her a one word text, "Lafawndah." As I searched for my purse, it hit me... I left it at the Dunkin' Donuts. NUTS. My hands went a little weak and I felt a bit of panic run through me. I said many silent prayers asking that it still be there. I called the DD on Joe's cell and the manager picked up. I asked if my purse was there, then got disconnected. Called again. "Is your purse flowery?" "YES" "I have it. It will be right behind the counter."
Phew. I still wasn't completely content with that answer. I didn't know if everything was in there. The 45 minute drive felt like FOREVER. I just kept reciting Romans 8:28 in my mind.
"And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose."
I ran into the shop and the manager handed me my bag. I immediately knew my wallet was not there. The bag was too light. I looked inside and sure enough, it was gone.
My heart sank.
I searched the garbage cans. Nothing.We got to the car, and I started crying. I felt like such an idiot for leaving my bag. I've never done that before. The poor kids were so excited to go to Wisconsin and I knew that it was going to be a long morning dealing with this then the holiday traffic back out to WI.
We went home and called all of the credit card companies to report the cards stolen. We decided to file a police report, mainly because you don't have to pay the $30 fee at the dmv for a new license if you have one. I thought I should have some sort of ID with me. Joe went to find my passport.
Side bar: Joe is going to Haiti this month.
As I looked at my passport, I realized, it was expired. "UM, Joe? Our passports are expired." They had JUST expired a couple of months ago.
Passports expire after 10 years. It's one of those things that you just think you have forever to think about. 10 years? Joe needed his passport for his trip to Haiti.
He got online and started figuring out how he was going to get his passport in time for the trip. Long story short, he's gotta go downtown and work it out. Pain, HOWEVER, if we hadn't have looked at them when we did, he may not have even been able to go to Haiti, so if my wallet wouldn't have been taken, we likely wouldn't have looked at our passports till it was too late. Thank you Lord! There's my Romans 8:28.

We filed the police report, came home, ate a quick lunch and went on our road trip, take 2. It took forever. Traffic was awful, but we made it all in one piece.
When we arrived, most people we ran into knew about my debacle. Here are the adjectives people used to apologize for my wallet... "sorry for your ordeal, mishap, drama, incident, fiasco (and my personal favorites) oversight and absentmindedness."
Yea, I deserved those last two I guess.
I really wasn't worried at all about my wallet after we arrived. I attribute that to another of Gods promises, Philippians 4:6-7:
6Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Our afternoon ended up being pretty fun...
Ethan and my mom on my Aunts boat
Getting splashed!
Ella didn't like the splashes so much...Just thought this was really funny

Sunday evening at 11pm, I decided to call into my home answering machine to see if there were any messages. Much to my delight, the Arlington Heights PD left a message saying that someone had turned my wallet in that morning. I cried again. I was so thankful to the Lord that my wallet wasn't floating around out there. I knew that my credit cards were probably gone, but that my license was there.
The odds of someone finding a stolen wallet are probably pretty slim, I would imagine. I thought that it was pretty miraculous.

In the grand scheme of life, a stolen wallet is really not a huge deal. There are so many people dealing with so many things that affect their lives every day.
The world does not revolve around me.
I'm so glad for the Lords faithfulness. I can trust in His Word.

Lessons to be learned...
  • When you're going on a trip out of the country, check your passport BEFORE making plans ;)
  • In a safe place at home, write down all of your account numbers and the 800 numbers that go with those cards. If something happens, it will be a lot easier to cancel stuff.
  • Make sure your SSN is NOT in your wallet (mine wasn't, thank heavens)
  • Only keep in your wallet what you use regularly. I had a few credit cards in there that I rarely use.
  • If your wallet is stolen, file a police report no matter what. Kind of a pain, but is necessary for dmv and if someone steals $ from your credit cards.
  • And most importantly, no matter what the circumstance, trust in the Lord. His promises are true from the smallest "mishap" to the biggest deals in life.
Now that everything is pretty much straightened out, I'm gonna pop D-Qwons Dance Grooves into the VHS. Are you ready to get your groove on?

1 comment:

  1. Sew crafty with fabric and words! Had me cracking up Tina...loved the story! - Kindra


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