All of this is on the forefront of my heart and mind, as we have had a few situations that could have been life changing, or tragic. If you have a few moments I would like to share them with you.
October 29th, in the wee hours of the morning, James was working night shift. He was conducting field sobriety tests on a suspect at the conclusion of an accident investigation. At the conclusion of the sobriety testing, the suspect took off. A foot chase took them in the woods, the suspect repeatedly resisted arrest. During one of the struggles they both went to the ground, James lost several things, keys, badge, handcuffs, and the channel on his radio changed to which he was unaware. He was trying to radio the barrack but did not have success. The barrack or his shift partners did not hear him because he was on a different channel. A 911 center from another county, thankfully, was scanning the channel and heard him. The dispatcher called the barrack to notify them of James' situation. The suspect ended up being drunk and high on cocaine and marijuana. Search of the suspects car revealed $1000 cash and almost a pound of marijuana for distribution. James was struggling by himself and unable to reach backup for about fifteen minutes. I think that we all know that the Lord was watching out for James, and that it wasn't a coincident that the dispatcher from another county was scanning several channels. Other than some minor scraps, bruises, and some aggravating poison ivy, James was unharmed.
October 31st we took the boys (Spider man and Batman) trick or treating with my sister and her girls (cheerleader and a puppy dog). The kids and parents had a great time. We went back to Nana and Pop Pop's to check the candy and eat some. I thought that we were pretty good with the boys candy getting out all of the peanut and peanut butter pieces. But.......we must have missed something. Sean ate two pieces of candy, smarties (which we all saw him eat) and a piece of chocolate, he says, (which no one saw). We headed home shortly after. The boys were zonked by the time we got home, and we put them straight in their beds. Early that next morning, around 5 am, Sean woke up yelling my name. I went in his room to find that he had vomited everywhere. It had to have been early in the night because all but the puddle he was laying in was mostly dry. He said that he had something in his throat, and kept trying to clear it. I think that it was just swollen, I gave him some benadryl, kept a close eye, and he was fine the rest of the day. I was a bit "off" knowing what had happened and what could have happened (he could have choked or aspirated his vomit, his throat could have closed, a number of different things). AGAIN, within two days, another very clear and apparent act of God's grace and mercy.I am sure that things happen all the time that we are not even aware of, so when these two incidents happened so close together, and were so apparent, I felt that I needed to at least tell people. How thankful I am and how GREAT God is. I don't really know what else I am to do with this, so I am starting here.
From the fullness of God's grace we have all received one blessing after another. John 1:16
