II Chronicles 7:14

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Target on my back?

Last night, after being gone all weekend, I decided to take the dreadful trip to Wal-Mart to stock back up on groceries. It was nearly 9 o'clock but both Grant and I had had a nap on the way home and weren't too tired, so off we went. Shortly after I got going, Matt called my cell phone and we were talking when all of a sudden a truck comes up behind me blowing their horn and nearly running me over. I was going a few miles over the speed limit in the slow lane and there was no one in the fast lane beside me so I had NO IDEA what was going on. The guy just kept staying RIGHT on my bumper and holding his horn down. Meanwhile I'm on the phone with Matt telling him all this. Then the guy decides to gun it and FLY past me and then cut me off and hit his brakes. Thankfully I was able to react quickly and hit my brakes fast so I didn't run into the back of him. Then he turns into the Wal-Mart parking lot with me right behind him. Matt's on the phone telling me not to park or go in so I just drive around the parking lot slowly watching the guy park his truck and go in. Then I parked on the opposite side of the parking lot but with my car pointing to where I could see his truck and I just sat there. Matt said to just stay there and that he was coming up to the store. We hang up the phone and I sit there with Grant trying answer all his questions while I glance through my coupons. The next thing I know I look up and the guy is walking out of the store with a woman and they are STARING right at me. My heart started to beat a little faster. They get in their truck, never taking their eyes off me and then drive straight up to my van so close they nearly scraped the side of the van. At this time I am ferociously trying to dial Matt's cell phone. I get him on the line about the time the guy gets RIGHT next to my drivers side window. (so close he could have reached out and touched me!) He rolls his window down, looks me in the eye and yells "WHAT?" at my face. By this point I have let fear completely overtake me. I am sitting there with Grant right beside me , speechless, just cowering back. The guy finally drove off and I just sat there shaking until Matt got there (about 3 minutes later). Now, I am not one one to normally stereotype people...but this guy just looked scary. He was probably 45 yrs old...hadn't shaved in a month, dirty, dressed sloppy with a weird bucket type hat on. The lady, I never did get a good look at.
Anyway, I'm really getting annoyed by this stuff. This is the second time recently that something like this has happened to me. I am a modest person driving a mini-van with a child---give me BREAK! Do I really look like the kind of person looking to start (or be involved with) trouble?
The most disappointing thing about this whole episode was that I let the devil have his way with my mind after that. I began imagining all kinds of horrible things that could happen and I really had to do some spiritual warfare afterwards to gain back control. I actually had myself in tears imagining my cruel, inhumane death and how my children were going to have to be raised by some other woman and I'd never see them grow up! It's insane how the devil will try to grip you with fear if you'll just open the door for him!
Thank God that He is an ever-present help in time of need. When I cried out to Him last night after all of this, He reminded me of his promises in Psalm 91. Ahhh....peace again at last! I am so glad I am a Christian!!


Kate said...

I'm glad you're ok and nothing bad happened. Say a prayer for that guy too, sounds like he's troubled. I always wonder why people are in such a darn hurry all the time. Stay safe!

KC said...

Wow. What a night huh?! At least you kept your cool. If you would have spouted off to him, no telling what would have happened. You never know whats going on with people like that. He could have been on drugs or something. I thank God, that HE protected you and kept you safe. (and for reminding you of how precious this time with your children is...these things always seem to make us mother's hold our kids a little closer).

Unknown said...

The way we are, and how we react to things...let's just say we are very similar. Jason would have done the same thing too, and I probably would have peed in my pants at the same time. I am just glad you are ok, you are under HIS wings of protection girl, when things like that happen to me, I read Psalm 91 and it calms any worry or anxiety that I have. Love you girl! The Lord will have justice in that situation.

Rene' said...

wow, I am so sorry I didn't read this sooner. U must think I'm horrible for not mentioning, but I didn't see it till now. I'm glad u are both alright and yes, God is watching over u and protecting you. I'm glad u realize that and are not scared anymore. Wow, is all I can say. I'm glad u are safe!

Tammy said...

Yikes! What a turkey to put you through all that. I'm glad you and Grant are okay ... God's always got your back, girl :)