I was the Post Commander at the State Patrol Office in Helena, Georgia. My daily commute was 75 miles, one way. It wasn’t too bad though as it gave me opportunities to make calls and decompress before I made it home. There were shifts that I literally made calls all the way to the office, and all the way home after my shift.
I was coming home from a late shift one night and I stopped a vehicle for speeding. When I made contact with the driver, I noticed that he was acting very suspicious. I use the term “hinky” to describe him. He kept saying that he needed to use the bathroom, and was squirming around, however, he had just passed an all-night convenience store within a mile of our stop location.
Reluctantly, I told him to walk off and relieve himself. I watched where he headed as the road was under construction. He walked over to a roller and stood between the tires. Again, the road was under construction, and it was made of smooth clay. I could see his footsteps.
Suddenly, I felt like the Lord was saying to me that he had a gun and I needed to get away from my blue lights and find cover. I crouched down behind my patrol vehicle and waited for him to return. As he approached the vehicle, I could see that there was nothing in his hands, and it appeared that he was searching for me.
I stepped out from behind the vehicle and continued to handle and complete the enforcement action. I released him from the traffic stop and he drove away. I then went over to the exact spot where he had stood and found no “urine” on the ground. I began to search the area thinking he may have tossed a gun or some dope. Again, I found nothing.
The next morning, my wife Lisa said she needed to talk with me. She stated that
she was sleeping when the Lord woke her up and said I was in trouble. She said that she got out of bed, went to her knees and prayed as hard as she had ever prayed for me. I asked her what time that was, and she stated midnight. My traffic stop time on the citation was midnight!
James 5:16 states “Confess your faults one to another, and pray for one another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much”.
Thank you, Lisa, for praying for me!
