Wednesday, April 30, 2008

In a car without breaks going down a really steep hill

Most of what I deal with at work is routine even though it's 911. Even the stuff that is really and truly an emergency is routine most of the time. Oh, you've been shot? Where are you? It happens frequently enough that it really doesn't rattle me. So most of the time I don't even bother telling people about what I hear because it's really not all that interesting. Last night though, I had a call that made me say "WHAT?!" We answer 911 and the non-emergency police line. If a call is medical, we transfer it to the fire department and are done with it, so I don't deal with the people who break their ankles jumping off buildings when they are drunk or stuff like that. The calls I deal with are the police related stuff only. So last night, the woman called our non-emergency line, and had some police related questions. The gist of her story was that she had been to court earlier in the day and got a restraining order against her ex-boyfriend. They had been sharing a house, but she was staying at a friend's. During the course of the call she revealed to me that she had been in the emergency room several times over the course of the past few days primarily for migraines, and she had taken medication before she called. Her concern was for her dog. She had had this dog for 6 years and apparently slept with it every night and was very upset because it was still at the house where the ex-boyfriend on whom she took out a court order making him stay away from her. She told me that he was not feeding the dog, making it stay outside in the almost 100 degree heat, and that he told her he was going to open the gate so the dog would run away. She wanted to know what she could do to get her dog after I let her know that no, officers would not go to pick up the dog and bring it to her. I let her know about the procedures we have in place to pick up property with police there to keep the peace and otherwise if she was that concerned she should call the animal abuse hotline, and I provided their contact information. She thanked me for the phone number, and then asked what the phone number was to set it up for the officers to assist her to go pick up her dog, and I told her "that's the same number you called to speak to me," and gave her the non-emergency police number. This is where it got weird. It went kind of like this:
Caller: Ok, let me ask you one more question.
Me: Go ahead.
Caller: Who are you?
Me: My name is Connie, with the police department.
Caller: THE POLICE?!
Me: Yes...
Me: Umm, you did...
This made her FURIOUS!
Caller: I most certainly did NOT CALL the POLICE! I called my ex-boyfriend! Ohhh, I get it.... now he's having the police call me to harass me!!
Me: No, I promise you, I did not call you...
Caller: Are you calling me a liar?!
Me: Ma'am, you called to ask about your dog... you did tell me earlier that you took some medication for your migraines, maybe you don't remember...
It just went down hill from there.

Wordless Wednesday - Achoo!!!

Friday, April 25, 2008

Rotten Brats

The last picture I'll be able to take of my kids all together any time soon. Rotten brats going and growing up behind my back.

Gotta have a cake... because after all Allison's birthday is next month, so I gave her her presents last night and baked a cake. Happy birthday didn't seem quite right though....

Thursday, April 24, 2008


The hardest thing about being a parent so far is letting go. It wasn't so bad when Allison moved out, but now she's moving away and I'm not all that fond of the idea. But, she's almost 23, and has to make her own decisions. So I've been avoiding thinking about it since she mentioned it at the end of last year. But she's leaving tomorrow, so I can't avoid it any longer. She's going back to Ohio, where we both grew up. She honestly has more family there than she does here, so I can understand, I guess. But I'm still sad.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Thursday, April 17, 2008

The biggest thing

What's the biggest thing God has asked you to do that caused you to set aside your own wishes to obey God?


Friday, April 11, 2008

Thursday, April 10, 2008

The next question is...

How do you go about figuring out if something is what God is asking you to do, or just something you came up with on your own?

If your not sure if it's God or not, how do you differentiate?

These aren't rhetorical questions, I want to know how you figure it out. Because I'm still not sure about this thing I think God wants me to do.

Friday, April 04, 2008

What do you do when...

what you think God wants you to do is the polar opposite of what you want to do? What if doing what God wants will likely cost you everything that is important to you, including family members? What if what He wants you to do seems pretty much impossible?

I already know the answers, and I'm pretty sure I know what God wants me to do... at least I think I do. And I really am not sure yet that I want to. I'll probably do it anyway, God being, well...God, and all. I've learned the hard way that He really does know best, and obedience is a beautiful thing that brings blessings. It's just what I think he wants me to do... I almost think He doesn't know what He's asking, then I remember who He is and I know He does know. I'm pretty sure Jesus the human wasn't so keen on being crucified, but ultimately God was glorified through the obedience of Christ.

I guess if Christ could bring glory to God by giving Himself up, I guess I am called to do no less. But I really hope I'm wrong about what I think He's asking!

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Desert Beauty