I worked last night at the mall and I had to walk out and trust this guy who I had never met to take me to my car. Praise God he did just that and everything was fine. Thankfully my mom called me just as we were walking to his car. I am so glad that I have a constant advocate for life...the Holy Spirit. : ) Yes, He goes with me whereever I go.
So... I was trying to fall asleep last night around 11:30 and I hear these low angry shouts coming from the neighbors and then high picthed yells following. I couldn't quite make out what was happening, but I got up to check it out. Through the blinds I could see a man on the ground and 4 guys kicking him in the stomach, yelling at him and beating him up. I ran to Christina's room to tell her that someone was getting severely beaten in the front yard next to us. She got up and told me to call the police. Well, we didn't know the number for the police so we called 911.
They were having a hard time hearing me on the phone and we were still watching what was happening. About 10-15 people were involved just standing around in the front yard. The police man asked if there were any weapons. I told him we didn't see any. The police officer was really agitated. He asked me if we wanted to see a police officer and I asked if he could hold a moment so I look better at the situation, but he became mad and told me that this was an emergency line and I needed to make a decision on what to do. It was intense. I eventually told him that we just wanted to report what we saw since the fight had broken up as I was talking on the phone.
Yeah... that wasn't your typical night. Oh, and in the midst of all of that I had run to grab my cell phone and tripped over something. It hurt pretty bad, but there was so much happening that I didn't even think about it. After the commotion was over I got back into bed and laid there praying and trying to fall back asleep. It was then that I noticed my foot was throbbing. I figured I must have whacked it pretty good and I tried to ignore it. Eventually though I leaned down to touch my foot and realized my part of my sock was soaked in blood. Obviously I hurt it worse than I thought. I gashed open my foot and bruised it pretty bad. It amazes me how you can respond to situations with priority and not even realize that you are bleeding pretty badly.
