I Just Wanted To Say...

What is your problem?

Location: Georgia, United States

I am me. More than I was, less than I will be. This is difficult. Facts-female, southern, mother and grandmother. Abstract-a Christian, a loner, intelligent, somewhat arrogant, impatient with stupidity, an unusual sense of humor.



The church I attend was vandalized this past week. Mustard, ketchup, honey, mayonnaise, ice, baking soda all over the carpets and walls. Copy machine toner taken into the sanctuary and smeared on the carpet and pews. Sinks stopped up and turned on and left running. The pastor's computer destroyed, his desk beaten with a hammer, windows were broken and some other basic mischief was done. This was the fourth time in a month and it was the worst.
The pastor knows who did it. He drove into the back parking lot and saw two boys in their early teens leaving. They made some lame excuse for being there. He went into the church and and saw the mess. The ice hadn't even begun to melt, so he thought those responsible might still be there, so he went out and called 911. When the police came and didn't find anyone inside, the pastor told them about the two boys, who live just down the street from the church. The police went and talked to them. One of them had mustard all over his shoes. He said it happened at school. The other boy was washing his clothes. (Have you ever heard of a 14 year old boy voluntarily washing a load of clothes?) They had taken fingerprints from the church, but the boys' parents wouldn't let the police fingerprint them. Which tells me they knew the kids had done it and didn't want to have to pay for their vandalism.
The pastor and the choir director talked about how it was only a building and everything would be replaced. We (the people inside) were the real church. They also both said that everyone who heard the story was shocked that someone would do this to a church.

That is all very well and good. But I would like to make a few points.

Vandalism is vandalism and the underlying motivation for vandalism is what I consider to be one of the pettiest human emotions-jealousy. Being angry that someone else has something nice. You don't even have to really covet it for yourself, you just don't like that someone else has it. It doesn't matter if it is a church or a residence or a gas station.
The building may only be a building, but for those of us who have been there for a while, there are a lot of wonderful memories that are now overlaid with the memory of the nastiness of someone's destructive meanness.
The fact that two middleschoolers would do this is bad enough. The fact that they are already accomplished liars is worse. But the parents are the ones who make me the angriest. They do not seem to be concerned about the behaviour of the two. They just didn't want to be held financially accountable for what they did. But they make no effort to control them. I can just about guarantee that even if their juvie record is clean (which I doubt), in three years they will be considered adults in the eyes of the justice system and we'll be seeing them at the courthouse in orange coveralls and handcuffs. How pitifully sad.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

That is a very sad story about your church. But I am sure that Christ would err on the side of justice. Sure they will have a price to pay at judgement, but they need to be held accountable for their actions now. Don't let the police department off the hook. Please keep me posted through your blog.

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