My Mom Rocks!

At least that's what Lynne told me. As I went back downtown this Sat. morning, I wore my T-shirt that has a picture of a fetus with its hands folded in a bubble being held with two large hands. At the bottom is Mother Theresa's quote: "It is a poverty to decide that a child must die so that you may live as you wish." All day long I was asked where I got it so I told people that Mom made it for her youth group when they were doing something. So, when I told Lynne she replied with "Your Mom Rocks!"

It was another short morning as many people had family coming in around luch time for the holiday and had to make it back earlier than normal, but it was definitely still interesting. We still have people stopping and telling us to "get a life" which seems to be the best thing they can say, because they usually degrade to vulgar language quickly after that and end up using just one finger as a final retort.

Well last week, although we had all gone, the police were called out. One of the people in the group was relating the story since they saw the police pull up and start talking to Mr. Scott (the guy that was talking to people from the Hospitality House porch, so we figured that was the reason the cop was there in the first place) as they were leaving. As the cop was pulling out, they asked if Mr. Scott was in trouble. The cop just smiled and said, "Nah, he's fine."

This week, the cops were also called. Apparently, some chick didn't like her picture to be taken (Mike has his camera just in case some altercation happens and wears it kind of as a slight threat, and takes it out to take pictures of cars and people sometimes). So, she called the police because she thought she had a right to arrest him. The cop came to ask for our permit, glad the only person that had a copy of it on them showed up just before (I didn't even know there had to be one). And then told Mike he had to give her his name and she would have to file suit if she wanted something done since it would be a civil matter and not a criminal matter. Although both parties were a little rude. The cop was nice enough to point that out when he was getting a little tired and said all he was there for was to make sure nothing happened when she asked for his information and until the parties were seperated (i.e. she drove off) On her way out, she took a picture of him with her cell phone. There goes her case if she thought she had one to begin with. Afterwards, Mike said he felt a little bad that he was slightly rude to the officer, but I found out that one of the other officers that showed up is usually confrontational and a little pushy with the group, so they were kind of edgy with him there. Now, you have to understand, in Huntsville, when the cops hear something on their radio 3 or 4 cars show up because they feel that there's nothing else going on (even when it's just a speeding ticket), so 1 works while the others just sit around and watch and chat off to the side. It's never anything big unless there's more than 5 cop cars.

Other than that it was a pretty uneventful morning. Everyone always thanks me for being there after something like that happens. I guess they like the thought of a bigger guy hanging around. Also, I'm pretty cool headed in that type of instance and they appreciate it too. The people we met from the Hospitality House were still there plus a couple more. When people on their way out saw us talking to the other people, they would roll down there windows and wait to say hi and tell us the names of their family members in the hospital so that we would pray for them. That was cool that they were pretty much waiting to ask us to pray for them. All of the residents always said that we were doing a great thing out there.

So, continue to pray for Mr. Scott's son. Josh and Clay were the 2 others from last week. Josh is the younger one and they may release him soon, yay! Clay, the one in worse shape is in the hospital and they said was able to take the tube out on his own, but of course he still needs it in (so that's some positive and negative). Jefferey and Hallie are some others in the hospital who need some praying power.

Paix du Christ!