We discussed how they work, don't work, might work...but in the end I insisted on a locking clip. While G's dad wasn't happy about it, he wasn't upset either. He left me, his girlfriend, G and his grandson (my mom was in my car) in the parking lot while he went in the store to purchase one. He was gone for quite a while. His girlfriend decided he might not know where to look so she went in after him. I put both of the kids in my car and cranked up the air conditioning. They were having fun in the back seat playing with cars.
I saw G's dad come out of the store and stop to talk to a man on the sidewalk. He lit a cigarette. I thought he was just waiting on his girlfriend to come out. The next thing I know, my car is being surrounded by police cars. He had called the police, telling them I wouldn't let him have his son.
At this point I am totally bewildered. We hadn't had any unpleasant conversation. He wasn't mad. Nothing had even been said about me taking G away. The last thing I knew was that he was going into the store to buy the clip. We were just waiting.
I felt kind of sorry for the police officers as they dealt with this. G's dad was making less and less sense by the minute. He started telling a story to the officers that was completely untrue. Due to his actions on previous exchanges, I carry a tape recorder on my hip and record all of our discussions. I explained to the officers that I had it all on tape and would be glad to clear up any misunderstanding. The officers watched G's dad as he continued on about how I wouldn't let him have G.
The officers gave him three choices...1) go buy a clip or a new seat with a clip 2) have me drive G to his house or 3) send G home with me. G's dad responded that the store where we were didn't sell them. I offered to wait till he went to a store that did. He glazed right over that one.
Then the officer repeated choice number 2. Without even looking at me, G's dad said "she won't do that". My reply was that I would be fine with driving G there, but what would they do for the rest of the weekend??
The officer then asked if they had another vehicle. G's dad told them that his girlfriend had another car that they could drive. (She had just finished telling me it was in the shop). When I pointed that out, the lies just became thicker.
The officer repeatedly gave the choices...either go buy the proper safety equipment or let G go home. He told me I was free to leave at any time ( G was already strapped in to my car by this point). I waited. I'm not sure what came over me. I was shaking head to toe at the thought of yet another confrontation with this man but for some reason I waited.
He tried to tell the officers that I wouldn't give him back his grandson. I had only put him there so the boys could be cool and play while we waited. I helped E out of the car. The boys even exchanged toys as he got out. There was nothing I could do for that little guy but pray he would make it home safe.
I watched as he came around to tell G goodbye, tripped over his own feet and then wanted the officers to come to my car to look at my seat belts. He was stumbling, garbling words, and generally making his own case worse. It was like watching a train wreck.
As we left, I was shaking. G was confused. My mother was relieved. There is a cold, gripping fear that runs through me when we have moments like this. The uncertainty of events, the memories of past violence, the sadness of having not one, but two little boys witness scenes like this.
The fear runs through me like ice water. My mind jumps back and forth from memories to current events. I immediately think of what will happen next time. Will we go through this all again? Will he take out his hatred of me onto my baby? Why, oh why, is this fear a constant in our lives?
Later on last night, I was reading some posts from friends. Neither were aware of my day's events. One quoted Frank Herbert, "Fear is the mind killer. Fear is the little death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past me, I will turn to see fear's path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain." (Thanks ECT for your post.)
Then next quoted the Bible, from Proverbs 29:25 , "The fear of man lays a snare, but whoever trusts in the lord is safe." (Thanks DEW for your post.)
How I needed to hear both of those. I thought over them last night. They were still fresh on my mind this morning as our preacher taught on chaos. He spoke about chaos taking over, running rampant, until there is nothing more we can see. He asked the question we might ask in such a situation....WHERE IS GOD IN THE CHAOS?
Hovering....God is hovering right above the chaos, ready to swoop in and change this situation. Ready to pierce the darkness we are in with His light. Ready to bring order to this chaos. God is so close to us that we can feel the moisture of His breath on us. He is in the business of moving in, just as we are about to give up.
God sees our chaos as raw building materials that He can use. Not only will He move in, he will bring order and then create something beautiful and vibrant out of our chaos. We are moments away from God saying "Let there be light" in that darkness in our lives.
Thank you God Almighty for protecting us. Thank you for chasing away the fear. Thank you for ordering my chaos. And thank you for shining Your light in the darkness. I can feel Your breath on me. It is the most glorious feeling in the world.
