I know some of
you may have felt like I left you hanging after yesterday’s blog and I did
(LOL) not because I’m mean but we can only take so much Tania Not Tanya in one
setting. Rather a re-cap, I’m going to invite you to
read yesterday’s blog at dailyflicker.blogspot.com entitled Stuck on the
Side of the Road”. I need to use my
time to fill in some blanks that I didn’t share yesterday. Buckle your seatbelt because this journey
includes windy roads.
Tuesday,
February 3, 2015, started off fine. I
woke up at 4:45am and laid in my bed meditating about who I should intercede
for that day and no sooner than I posed the question, God said your
grandchildren. No problem, God, there
are 14 of them (and a few of them have additional siblings that are not my
biological grands, but I am still Mema to them) so that gives me the entire day
to remember all of their names in order by birth. I started with Terry, the eldest and stayed
on him a while and then moved onto Steffenaye, Khaylum, Tay, Ariyana, Be-mon
(Te’Mon, II), Duh (Lonnell, Jr.) Teric, Ethan, Jr., Monica, April, Terri, Marquez,
Eric, Caira, Emmanuel (and Journey just in case – that’s another declaration).
During the
morning Victory Call, my Victor, DeDe Felder, shared that several parents had
contacted her requesting prayer for their young people some of which have been
victimized for crazy things (e.g. excelling in sports or academia, being a
college student, etc.) and she requested that we include the youth/young adults
in our morning prayer. Oh My God!! It
hit me like a ton of bricks and prior to my declaration Raising Little Frankensteins
– (http://dailyflicker.blogspot.com/2015/02/walking-in-integrity-pt-2.html)
I shared what God said to me before the Call which confirmed his instruction to
me. We prayed heaven down for our babies
that morning which led to an “Omazing” discussion afterwards. I hit the treadmill and literally five
minutes after I completed my workout I got a panicked call from my eldest son, Tee
that my eldest grandson was in a fight at school and he “told me to go and get
him.” Now, I don’t usually jump when my
kids make requests but I heard the panic in his voice and he said he was on his
way to Vallejo as we spoke. Long story
short, I stopped in my tracks before I did anything and I gave God praise for
what could have been a story gone badly ending with devastation and grief for
yet another young man, contributing to the diabolical plan of genocide on our
black and brown men. God I praise you that
you said: I will answer them before they even call to
me. While they are still talking about their needs, I will go ahead and answer
their prayers! (Isaiah 65:24 (NLT). There
are some unresolved challenges that need to be addressed, but my grandson is
alive, ya heard me!!
I decided that
it was going to be a good day, so I changed my Mema hat to my Purpose hat as I
started my journey to Purpose though ended up on the Side of the Road because
of an intentional distraction that was designed to change my journey. Keep reading, it will make sense.
Let’s fast
forward to where I left off yesterday. Officer B _ _ _ _ zzo, ended his two-way
radio conversation, unclipped something on his side (mace or his side arm) -- and
I promise I am not using my imagination, -- and walked sternly towards me to
ask what the problem was. There was no
reason for me to be curt, flippant or indignant because I chose not to. I could have easily said, “oh I didn’t have
anything better to do on this beautiful Tuesday morning so I decided to get
dressed up and pull off on the side of the road just for the heck of it”; OR “are
you an idiot, can’t you see my hazards flashing and that flat tire, you knuckle
head, go fight crime”, but I didn’t, it wasn’t necessary. It was however, necessary for me to remain
calm, act professional and ensure he saw that my pen was exactly that, an ink
pen I was using before he pulled up. This
is what I recollect from our conversation:
Officer B: What seems to be the problem? Me: I couldn’t
avoid a metal object in the road; ran over it and flattened my tire. See my tire is flat (as I slowly raised my
right hand and pointed to it)
Officer B: How
long have you been here? Me: About 30 minutes or so
Officer B: Did you happen to see anyone on the shoulder? Me: Yes, I saw a Caucasian male and female
Officer B: Do you remember what they looked like? Me: The man
could have been in his late 20s or early 30s, he was taller than you, blonde
crew cut. The woman was about my height
and weight, blonde, her hair was pulled back.
They both had on dark clothes, she was carrying a light colored handbag.
Officer B: Did
you see where they came from? Me: It seemed like they came from nowhere, but I
guess they walked from over the ridge ahead.
I didn’t see a vehicle, I didn’t make I contact and I probably wouldn’t
recognize them again if they walked up on me.
They didn’t say anything to me and I didn’t see anything to them.
Officer B: Did you see where they went? Me: I assume they exited at the on ramp because I
watched them until I didn’t see them anymore beyond the curve.
Officer B: Do
you have any ID? Me: Yes, here it is
Officer B: he
runs my driver’s license and plates. Me: Thinking to myself, “thank God my tags are up
to date and I don’t have any tickets.
Officer B: He leaves me and walks around to the driver’s
side and then to the hood of the car and touches it (trying to determine if the
engine was hot – hmmmm – wassup with that) Me: So, what’s
going on?
Officer B: Well, we have the two people you described
detained not far from hear. They said
they had to leave their vehicle, a Silver PT Cruiser, because they had car
trouble, in the very location you’re in. Me: Thinking to
myself: “Oh my God, they probably robbed
somebody or something, I’m not testifying to nothin’ so don’t even think about
asking me.” But I say: Oh, no, I don’t
know them and my car is a 2012 VW Bug as you can see.
Officer B:
Yeah, well we’re just trying to figure out where they came from. Me: Well, I don’t know, like I said they seemed
to appear from out of no where
Officer B: OK, mam well is someone coming to help you? Me: Yes, roadside service
Officer B: So you’re ok? Me: Ummm, well I’m a little uncomfortable. What are you gonna do with those two people.
Officer B: Oh,
they won’t be coming back this way, we have them detained. Me: OK
Officer B: As a precaution, it’s best that you stay
outside of the vehicle, but if you absolutely have to get back, sit on the
passenger side. Me: Oh, Ok, are you leaving me here?
Officer B: Ummmmmmmmmmm, yeah. Me: Oh
Officer B: I hope you don’t feel like I harassed you or
anything, I just needed to check out their story. Me: No problem, Have a Terrific Day Officer (under
my breath: even though you’re leaving me
hear stranded by the side of the road, you better hope nothing happens to me –
just kidding)
As Officer B _
_ _ _ zzo left me in the dust, I retrieved my thin jacket from my Bug and stood
outside
We'll pick it
up tomorrow
Because of his undeserving Favor
Tania Not Tanya
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