I am not going to lie to you. This ridiculous thievery really pissed me off. Who in the world steals a trash can? Well, we actually know who. In fact, they live right around the corner from us and we can see our trash can sitting in their alley currently filled with their trash. I had my hubby stop the car on the way to church this morning and hop out to inspect our can. We are 95% sure that it is ours. I am also 98% sure that these are the same people that stole all five pumpkins off of my porch back in October.
So what do you do? Call the police? Steal the can back? Knock on the door and confront the trashy thieves? All of these options occurred to me, but remember I was on my way to church…with my kiddos in the car…who were carefully listening to me vent about our sticky-fingered neighbors. I prayed to God about how we should handle this situation and what kept coming to mind was this powerful scene from Les Miserables. It’s a bit long, but if you’ve never watched it before I encourage you to do so.
It is one of the most powerful examples of grace that I have ever seen. Grace means getting blessed when you don’t deserve it. I have been a recipient of grace more times than I can count and its power has changed my life. Granted, it is up to the recipient to recieve the gift of grace, and sadly so many miss out. But the gift is there to recognize and receive. We are loved by God right where we’re at, trash and all.
So after church I talked to hubby and said, “So what do you think we should do about the trashcan? Steal it back? Just forget about it?” And he confirmed my Les Miserables feeling by suggesting we do the following:
In the same way that the priest gave Jean Valjean the candlesticks when he stole the silver, we will give our neighbors the lid since they stole our trash can. I have no idea if they will care. I have no idea that they will be ransomed from their wicked ways by the “gift” of a trash can. But I do know this. I know that my children will learn an important lesson today about grace. And hopefully they will receive the gift of this lesson and be better people because of it.
So….we were in the market for another trash can. And since I am really hoping not to repeat this lesson in grace, I am smart enough this time around to make the trash can our own.
Here is what our boring trashcan looked like before:
And here it is personalized with French flair after:
I used some fleur-de-lis and number stencils that I had in my craft closet, and then made an H stencil from cardstock. I painted over the red Rubbermaid logo and added some stamped butterflies above our house number. I like it ;).
Now go ahead, neighbors, and steal our can now; I don’t think there will be any question as to whom it belongs!
Did you ever think an outdoor trash can could look so cute?
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