Last night Jon and I were looking forward to a relaxing evening that had no agenda. Our whole week has been on a schedule with the Preach the Word conference, Jon has been working everyday from 6:45am to about 9:30pm. So needless to say we have been more busy than usual.
We went to California Pizza Kitchen for dinner, and then we went to Coldstone, and got the best ice cream concoctions ever, but that's a different post entirely. After that we went to see a fashion show in the parking lot of the plaza that my brother was in.
It was really turning out to be a great night. The food was great the company (Jon) was wonderful, and Jon and I were really blessed by how it was all turning out. We decided to rent a movie and watch it in bed.
Almost as soon as the movie was on I fell asleep, as usual. Halfway through the movie, we herd a horrific accident in front of our house that made spring out of bed when I was fast asleep. We didn't even need to look out the window to know that we needed to call 911. Jon ran outside, and I called 911. (On a side note, it took me about three times to dial because of these stupid acrylic nails!) When Jon went outside, he discovered a mom and her three kids. They were not injured other that a bloody nose. That by itself was a miracle considering the front end of her car was gone.
When they got out of the car, we had them come on our porch, and gave the cold kids blankets, and helped the mother with her bloody nose. While taking to her before the paramedic came, it was pretty evident that she was under the influence of something. We realized she hit a parked car in front of our house.
The police came, and the first officer on the scene, was a friend of ours, who on Tuesday, I was trying to tell him ware we lived. And, to top it off I was telling him that day that we haven't had any problems living on a busy street. He gets out of his car, sees Jon, and says, "Oh yeah, nice quiet street." :o) I was feeling really good that he was there because of what an awkward situation it was.
The women had her kids picked up by a family member, and she was arrested, and they all left. After we got into the house and turned the movie back on, we were both wide awake, and too wound up to fall asleep. Jon said something that stuck with me and I think it is true. He said, " ministry never takes a night off."
What he said got me thinking. The whole situation was really bad for the women involved, and I can only imagine what brought her to a place that she would think that it was okay for her to drive drunk with her kids in the car. But, Jon and I were tyring to be as helpful to her as we could. But as far as we know we could be one of the only examples of Christ's love that she comes into contact with. And it is on those situation that we need to look at her with the eye's the Christ would have. Not judging her for the monumentally bad choice that she made, but helping her as she is trying to pick up the pieces of what just happened. She knows what she is going to be facing, most likely, felony DUI.
That lead me to start thinking of how we, as Christians, need to have that attitude all the time. Not just those times that people are in dire need. This world is so lost and people are so caught up in their own lives that they have absolutely no hope.
That was our crazy night, that we will remember for a long time. Pray for the situation and for the women involved, and for her family. They defiantly need it.
On Christmas day we decided to go to the movies. While in the movie, I had to take a restroom brake (no surprise there). On my way to the restroom, I was playing with my rings as usually, when i noticed that they were not budging, not at all. Backtrack to Christmas morning, my Mom and Dad got me a pair of Uggs. When I put them on they seemed a bit tight. My thought was I just need to brake them in. Well, when my rings wouldn't come off, I knew exactly what was going on. I did get my rings off by running them under cold water, but I was a little bit panicked to say the least.
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