Sunday, December 28, 2014

Prayer is My Only Weapon


As I arrived at the park on an early Saturday morning, I noticed that there were quite a few people that I recognized from my usual morning walk which is usually between 9 and 10. Guess that they were awakened by the bright sun on that morning like me and decided to head out to the park earlier.
On my second kilometer I heard some people screaming “Catch him! Thief! Catch him!” I continued to walk but trying to make way for the police cars that we invading the park.
As I reached the end of my second kilometer, I saw the little bandits being handcuffed by the authorities. I reduced my speed to pay more attention to what had happened. Apparently the little boys, there were two of them, had mugged little old lady and two other men running in the park had caught them before the police arrived.
The little old lady had been carrying her purse around her neck when one of the little bandits pushed her while the other grabbed the purse. He also tore her blouse in the act. The little old woman was being helped by a young woman who was telling her everything was going to be alright while she helped her to one of the exits of the park also reassuring her that she would escort her all the way to her home as they passed by me.
Approaching the police car and the little bandits, I overheard one of the cops asking the boys why they had attacked a little defenseless old woman. One of the boys looked and pointed right at me and said, “You can’t expect us to mug someone like her. Look at those two guys she is walking with. It would be madness to mug her.” Enraged the cops threw the kids in the back of their police car and said “Let’s have them take a drug test.” “Yeah, they must really be on something powerful” answered the other one.
I decided that it was time to walk faster. I was very thankful but confused at the same time. What two guys were they talking about? I was all alone. I mean, I was walking in the park all by myself, although surround by other strangers. What two guys did the boys see that nobody else did?
As I continued my walk, the police car with the little bandits left and another stayed in the park to make sure the coast was clear before leaving. I kept wondering what the two little boys saw. Then it dawned on me that my morning prayer includes the line “Surround me by your angels.”
I am grateful!

(Written: December 27, 2014) Todos os direitos reservados a Meire Marion.



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