Week of Strange Events

It may seem odd to be emailing you so soon after my Valentine's greeting, but minutes after I sent it out, something incredibly irritating happened, if you haven't heard already. We went to the car to discover that it had been robbed. The thief took Justin's video camera, the camera bag that contained most of the remaining film of Justin preaching, and the still camera, which had sorely-needed pictures of an event I need to report on in the school newspaper. They also took my dad's briefcase, which had his and my mother's passports and the gift he had gone to great lengths to procure for my mother for Valentine's, an Aloha pendant from Maui Divers.Other than that extremely disturbing event, it was a fairly good Valentine's Day. But then, this morning I was practicing my oboe, and something else incredibly unhappy-making occured. As I finished, I set it on my bed so I could touch my computer keyboard. The oboe rolled off the bed and hit the floor, snapping it at the cork. I seethed inside, wondering "What's next?" Fortunately, the oboe is being fixed, at the loss of two weeks of practice and 200 dollars. The stolen goods. . . who knows? I would just hope that the film somehow finds its way back, even if the cameras never do. This weekend we go to Yuma; please pray that we do not lose anything else of significant value before we return. I hope you all had a wonderful Valentine's Day, with better luck than ours.