I am trying to weed out 'stuff' that I don't need.  In cleaning off some bookshelves to make room for new books, I realized that I have 2 sets of encyclopedias.  No one really needs 2 sets so I put an ad in the local paper, to give them away.

I got a call from a lady who said she wanted them and would be right there. After talking to her I had a funny feeling.   About a half an hour later I got another call from her saying she is just leaving, could I give her directions?  Sure, no problem.  Again about a half an hour later she calls.  Gives me this story about sudden out of town visitors.... blah blah.  Would I happen to be going to town?  Could I drop them off at her husbands work?  It just happens to be in the same building of a second hand store. 

I figured she was taking them to resell and didn't want to tell me.  I didn't care if she wanted to resell, but I was a bit miffed that she was not being truthful.  I live too far out of town to just run in for her.  I said no I had some other calls on them (true).   She asked if I would keep them for her until her husband got home from work to stay with her visitors.  I agreed. 

Wouldn't you know 30 minutes later she shows up.  Gives me a story about her visitors wanting to take a shower and so she just ran up quickly while they were freshening up, made them lemonaide.... has to hurry.... She went on much too long.

I have absolutely no proof.  I could be totally wrong.  I think she is on drugs.  She looks just like my brother did when he was on drugs.  Very nervous, very skinny, kinda loud, talking fast.  Even my dog didn't like her.  My kids also noticed something "kinda different".  I asked her what she was going to do with the books.  She claimed she was trying to get on Who Wants to be a Millionaire.  (or something like that, I don't watch much TV).  She is going to read them and study.

I feel horrible at the fact that something of mine might be going for drug money.  I wanted to tell her never mind she couldn't have them. But how do you ask a perfect stranger if she is going to sell something for Meth?  I feel so bad for her.  Can you imagine being so desperate for money.  I am not even sure if I am right.  But I just have a gut feeling about this.  I felt so helpless as she drove away.  I wanted to grab her and help her somehow!!

I still have this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach.

When I decided to give these away I had this picture in my mind of some nice young mom coming and picking up these books for her kids.   Maybe it would even be a fellow homeschooler that I might help out.

Maybe God has a lesson in this for me. 

I just feel sick.  I HATE DRUGS.  I saw what it did to my brother.