The other day, I was pulling out of my driveway when I saw some men, across the bayou by our house, look up seemingly startled. If they hadn’t looked so guilty, I probably wouldn’t have had a second glance! There has been ongoing construction on the bayou for the past 6 months. This has been quite an annoyance but due to the frequency of the workers around our house, at second glance, I was able to determine that these guys weren’t on the regular work crew. They were thieves. Sod thieves. Pallets of sod had been laid the day before every few yards along the bayou. It had rained, causing a delay in the work. These clowns had backed their truck trailer up to the sod and were quickly loading it onto their own trailer!
Now, as you might remember, our house was broken into a few months ago. It has changed my outlook on some things. For example, when I used to hear sirens, sometimes I would pray for anyone who was injured to be ok. Post break-in, when I hear sirens, I think of only one thing: JUSTICE. And yes, I pray for justice! This healing process is a journey and I hope there will once again be a day when I pray for those who are injured. I’m just not there yet.
So, I did what any other stay at home mom with a car full of kids would do and took a picture of them with my phone. Then I called the police. Then I panicked because they saw me take a picture and could no doubt deduce that I had called the police. And, they knew exactly where I lived. We have plenty of thugs on our own street. What was I doing, inviting the thugs on the other side of the bayou to the thug party?
Well, they left as soon as I saw them. I later talked to the police and showed them the above picture. The officer showed me the ‘zoom’ feature on my phone, which I didn’t know existed. He recommended that next time I try to be a hero citizen, I zoom first. He also told me to call if I saw across-the-bayou-sod-thugs again.
Would you believe that they came back, later in the day, just when I happened to be leaving again! I called the police again but this time I didn’t bother attempting a picture.
Who steals grass? In the end, I concluded that although I’m all about justice at every turn these days, I probably should have stayed out of the whole thing.