Sharing My Story With You

Please Don’t Judge Me, I’m NOT a Rebel.

God has asked me to share the following with you. I am making myself vulnerable so that you understand why I am saying what I’m saying if it will save lives and get people to stop and think.

I have had a few run-ins with the law and got myself into trouble.

Let me explain.

I was on my way to teach youth group on a Wednesday night. At the time, I was driving a red sport car. All of a sudden, my car was surrounded by unmarked police cars. The police got out of the car and told me to get out of the car. I got scared because they weren’t wearing a uniform and were not driving cruises cars. I refused! That’s right, I refused. They drew their guns and pointed them at me. One said, “Miss, step out of the car with your hands up, and pop open your car trunk.” I threw my hands up in the air, like I was told to do and added, “Please I’m not trying to be disrespectful to you. You are scaring me. You are in a unmarked cars and not wearing uniforms. How do I know you guys are real officers? And do you have a warrant for my arrest? Do you have a warrant to search my car? Can you please call for a police officer in a cruiser to come, and I’ll do as you say?”

People, I was in the wrong! I’ll never forget that gun pointed at my face, and my heart was pounding. He rolled his eyes. He told me, “Keep your hands up. Don’t move.” I obeyed, still refusing to get out of my car. A few minutes went by, and I was praying like crazy. Finally, they put their guns down, and one came and said, “Miss we are very sorry. There’s been a bank robbery. Your car matched the description of the getaway car. It happened down the street from the incident. You may go.” I should also admit my smart mouth remark when they drew their guns was, “Seriously, you're going to shoot me? I’m innocent.” People, thank the Good Lord, they were kind. I didn’t deserve their kindness. To them I matched the description of a blond woman, driving a red sports car. They were looking for a criminal. You bet they would protect themselves. In my case, it was mistaken identity.

Next time, I was driving through Connecticut to get to my cousin's wedding in New York. I was speeding, going 85 on a 35 speed limit road. I got pulled over by State police. He asked for my license and registration. I went to get my wallet, and it was missing. I grabbed my purse, not realizing my wallet was left in my other bag. The office said, “Miss, step out of the car. I have to arrest you.” As we know, in our country you cannot drive without license. You get automatically arrested. To top it all off, I didn’t have my registration on me either. Double whammy. I pleaded with the officer. He was getting mad. Again, my fault. I explained, my entire family was waiting in New York, and I had their suitcases in my car. Finally, he asked my passenger for his license. He showed his license, and he told him to drive. He gave me a big huge fat ticket. He threw every offense. 1. Driving to endanger 2. Resisting arrest 3. Driving without a license 4. Driving without registration. The guy who was my passenger, now was in ch