Sunday, June 6, 2010

The Rest of the Story...

*Disclaimer: If you didn't read "Did you just spit on me?" blog please read before this one so you can know where I'm coming from.*

Where were we? Oh yes...Well, last Friday was a crazy day to say the least...My mother always says that the enemy tries extra hard to get us down on Fridays because he knows the Sabbath is fast approaching and wants to mess up your whole mind from focusing on what IS important on God's Holy day...and the enemy had a plan for me this past Friday, but God's plan was bigger and better.

So, after the male (I say male because real men don't spit on others) spit on me I was so in shock even though a million things passed through my head (including the thought of Jesus being spit on), I just watched him leave the garage...I wanted to make sure his demonic self wasn't going to circle the garage again and try to shoot me or attack me. As soon as he left the garage, I parked and went upstairs to the store I had to run the errand to and was still shaking physically. I instantly text messaged my best friend and told her what happened and she informed me that it was an assault. Some of you must be like, "DUH!" But in all honesty, I didn't know. Haha. I think my mind was just still numb and shocked. There happened to be a cop outside of the store and spoke to him and he was so disgusted! He then told me ask for the security tape and then press charges that way. After much thought and given the fact that I've watched so many movies (lol), I decided to not press charges because those things cannot be done anonymously and in turn he would know my full name...My prayer is simply that God touches that male's heart and mind to let him know that spitting in people's face especially a woman's face is despicable and uncalled for. Hopefully one day he will know the Lord one day...

When I left the shopping complex to go back to work, my nerves were still a little shot up, but I tried to put it behind me. As I was on North Capitol Avenue (or is it Street?) there was a minivan that kind of looked like the same minivan as of that male who spit on me so I instantly tensed up and my nerves went haywire because the light was green and people in the minivan started fighting with a guy who was selling water on the median strip...I heard the Holy Spirit and my uncle, who was a cop for 25+ years, in my head and didn't honk even though they kept bickering and the light was green. I was petrified when the guy who was selling water ran to get something and came back with a MACHETE!! I was like, "WHATTTT? Oh no! If I stay here I'm either going to get shanked/stabbed or get caught in the gunfire crossfire."

Check out this picture that I daringly took with my cell phone while the whole drama was taking place. To the left you will see the dude with the machete and you can see the doors of the minivan opening...(at this point, I was shaking!!!)

Praise the Lord, the guy in the van (who didn't end up being the male who spit in my face) peeled out to the left and got out of my way. I kind of saw when the minivan guy charged out in the middle of mid-day traffic but I floored my accelerator and left as quick as I could.

At that moment I was driving but almost about to have a nervous breakdown...God truly protected me driving the couple of blocks to my job and thank you for that Lord! After finally getting to work I didn't want any of my co-workers to know what happened and I tried to "play it off..." Shortly after, my colleague gets a breaking news on his email that there was a shooting at Union Station (which is only 2 blocks from my job). Scary!! What was with all the violence? All I could clamor was "Jesus! Come soon!"

Needless to say that day I was so ready to get out of the city and go home...and happy to say that the enemy did not win in ruining my Sabbath! God's plan for bigger and better definitely came through for me once again!



1 comment:

  1. Seriously though, why are people in the streets walking around with machete's?

    A world where humans cant live with one another...