This may be one of the shortest blogs/columns of mine you ever read so soak it up because I assure you it probably won’t happen again. However, I am only the writer . I am not the Creator . The producer , Nor the illustrator of anything I write. So it can all change as I type. Because Those fine and glorious postions belong to the Father , Son and Holy Spirit . My one and only God the Father who gets the credit of everything and anything you read of mine each week. All I am every week in this column is an undeserved actress who is not acting at all. I promise you , each week . I deliver it to you in the way it is delivered to me and if you have any problems with anything you read . You can take it up with the Creator, the producer and the illustrator because they personally hand pick each story and each creation themselves . Count yourself Blessed not cursed if you should read a story and know it may or may not be you . Only God knows but I assure you God sees and not every person can be named in the newspaper . I so do wish though every name could be named. And that is where Camille must drown out the old “Adam” in her and remind herself that this column is not to be used for her own personal use to call someone out , ruin their business, reputation or life because with a quick click of a button it can so easily be done and the moment I let my own personal emotions and vendettas intervene with what I know to be true to the Word of God. This writing I get to do is truly over for me. It is a very fine line I walk each week. However it is as wide as a mile if you know the Lord and follow his path and Word and just love him . It is actually pretty easy really. Where it gets difficult for me is when the enemy comes out of nowhere on a beautiful sunny day and rear ends you like a mad truck like he did yesterday to myself and a friend of mine. Do not ask me why we thought going to Sechler’s pickle factory in St. Joe , Indiana would be a cool little trip but we did. Actually, my friend was doing a real kind thing for a friend and their special birthday coming up and she can not drive and she asked me sometime if I could drive her one day.. There is nothing I would not do for my friend . There is nothing my friend would not do for me. So I figured . My next good day. Where I had no migraine and was feeling up to it and had nothing planned ,I would take her. Because no one knows this . But when I go to the store and my friend Sue is with me . It is Sue who lets me do all the zapping at the register while she does all the lifting and loading. The zapping at the self check out is the funniest part of checking yoursef out . Only a true friend would let you do all the zapping while they do all the lifting . Oh and by the way. Do not get behind us at the self check out line. Sue and I will drive you nuts. We are always setting the machine off and we always have to wait for assistance. It is never us though! I’m telling you it is those machines! They’re too sensitive and that is why I do the zapping now because quick draw Mcgraw Sue could not wait for the next item to be placed in the bagging area. It was always funny to watch Sue who has eye issues anyhow mess with those annoying plastic sacks that come 100 at a time and stick 10 at time when you just want one bag to put your one bag of ruffles in. That you can’t grab one that ten stick at a time ! One night Sue got so frustrated she blurted out ” Get behind me Satan!” I laughed so hard I couldn’t contain myself. Which was even funnier as Stiff Stella here(me) was trying to get her 12 pack of pop from underneath her cart zapped that I could not pull myself up from ground level zero without the help of my friend . That quick draw Mcgraw and Stiff Stella here decided to change places and now I do the zapping and dealing with the annoying bags because I can see them better and Sue deals with lifting ,loading and reaching the heavier things under the cart that I can not . It is friendship I tell ya that keeps you moving . Ain’t nothing gonna break our stride. We might slow you down if your behind us but it will not slow us down because Jesus is in front of us , beside us and all around us. And it is true. Satan is behind us. So if your in a hurry do not get behind us. And just like that. The guy on the job yesterday driving this big what appeared the front end of a semi but the back end of a delivery box truck was in a big hurry because going down I 469 taking exit 37 heading east to the pickle factory yielding at a red light.. Boom …right in the rear end. He got us. And that is why you do not get behind me and Sue when your in a hurry . Not because we are going slow but because I am not about to run a red light and pull out in front of a car and get hit on the driver side because a huge truck is on my can . Plus I have a family who will be waiting for me to come home tonight. “Satan get behind us !” Ya , well he did alright. And then he rear ended us and then his Supervisor showed up and took him in for a drug test. I felt really really bad for the guy driving that truck. Because he looked like a typical guy . And It was an accident . He did not do it on purpose . He did not wake up yesterday morning and think to himself. “Today’s the day I think I’ll rear end a Chevy Traverse and maybe lose my job.” Just like that , you go to work on a beautiful day and then Thema and Louise crosses your path when your trying to make a delivery your late for . They stop and you don’t. Praying he had no drugs in his system from maybe a seperate night of partying that had nothing to do with his job on this day that could actually cost him his job. Thinking about how many people take their jobs for granted until a accident happens and it comes back and bites them . It was out of our hands but clearly in the hands of the Lord . Sue and I still prayed for the driver. I’ll be the first to admit I think I was in shock of what happened and both me and Sue were just grateful to be alive . That I think we were deliriously in the Spirit. That I’m kind of surprised they didn’t give ol Thelma and Louise here a blood alcohol test on the way were were acting. Even though we were being ourselves. No acting at all . Our mouths going a mile a minute and both at the same time . Telling two different stories of the same event. Were we even in the same car I wonder? I bit my tongue and my neck and head hurt almost immediately but Sue felt perfectly fine. That I had to tell the officer that I’m already dealing when neck , back and spine issues. You should know that. I could have really done with out this and even though my friend over here is jumping for joy that we are both alive . I do not know how she’s gonna feel in the morning. I think we are both so grateful to be alive because that truck hit us very hard that it completely shattered my back window out . Knowing less then 48 hours ago I had a vehicle full children . 8 in fact. 5 of which were not mine. Watching the Allen County Sheriff departnent show up inspecting the damage . Seeing the lights flashing and still having the last words of the man that hit us still lingering in my head. When he first approached our vehicle right after he hit us still refusing to go away when he asked ” Was there a child in that carseat?” Being able to say ,” No , she is at school .” Thinking to myself . How many times I have took that exit and looked in my mirror and seen one of my little ones in that seat and had we been in a smaller car or had that truck been just a little bigger or been going just a little faster. We would have been surrounded with alot more flashing lights and trucks. That I am pretty sure me and my friend would not have been celebrating the way we were. And why is that ? Had there been a child in the carseat and God chose yesterday to take my child but not myself and spare my life and my friend’s . Why do I have a feeling Sue and I would have been spending the remainder of yesterday after the accident alot differently then we actually did . We would not have been celebrating in thanksgiving that we were still alive and that Satan got behind us! We were still getting our pickles ! True we spent 7 hours dealing with the other insurance company and debating what to do with the smell of gasoline coming from my vehicle . A broken back window and busted back end complete with a dangling rear view camera hanging from the hatch but it was drivable . The problem was , the lease vehicle that I drive that my family could never afford and that is why it is a lease vehicle and not mine is knowing GMAC would like their vehicle off the road and in the body shop beings Allen County is expecting rain. Looking at Sue as we got the green light from the Sheriff to drive away because legally you can drive without a backwindow and obviously we were in a accident so it is obvious why our back end is shoved into the midsection of my car but it is drivable and she could not tell us we could not drive away. So off we went . As I proceeded to tell Sue. “Nothing is stopping us from the pickle factory today ! Back off Satan ! Get behind us ! Aint no stoppin us now , we’re on the move !” Driving down that country road toward Grabill, In. Even I knew this was a bit crazy even for me. I told Sue . “Hey , lets roll up the windows and put the air on. I’m hot .” ( Here we are driving down the road with no back window, that makes alot of sense). Taking a sniff at that good ol country air and our new chance at life. I look at Sue and say ,” I smell gas , do you smell gas ? I smell gas. That can’t be good right?” Sue says to me ,” I think we should turn around and go back. The thought of being out here in Amish Country and the gas tank emptying out on us might not be such a good idea Sister. ” that I say , ” now doggone it. The enemy is winning ! I promised you Sechler’s salsa ! And I wanted a jar of Sechler mini gherkins! And now look ! He’s ruining our day just like he tried ruining my siblings night with my Brother’s the other night. Always using someone to stick a spoke in the wheel ! “So Sue says to me ever so politely in only the way Sue can , ” Would we like to meet Jesus today?” I’m telling you we both laughed so hard we were crying . Everyone needs to have a partner in crime like my friend Sue in this life. One who will feel totally responsible for why you got rear ended for doing her a solid because deep down you know darn well you would have never spent the day going to a pickle factory and been on that exit to begin with and got your butt rear ended if it were not for your friend . However you know better then to blame her because you know deep down your still here and can kiss the ground because you have a friend and Sister like Sue . Because it was your Sister’s prayers for safe travels that probably saved your butt in the first place . Had I not got rear ended on this exit with her . I might have got rear ended on a different exit by myself and my friend might have had another friend do a solid for her yesterday . She might have been thanking and praying for another friend who would have took her and I might have slipped through her fingers and God made sure yesterday I did my Sister a solid favor and served him by serving her and he kept us both safe by making sure my children and their friends were in school and that I was driving a bigger vehicle that only the back windshield took the blunt majority of the blow and my friend and I did not.
While I say my vehicle took the blunt of the blow . I would be a real liar if I told you I woke up feeling real good this morning . I woke up feeling like my Brothers did last week . Roughstuff. The day after our 2nd annual Siblings night. An event my Brother Bobby started 2 years ago . Where each sibling of mine chooses a concert of their choice . A Restaurant of their choice . Where we have loads of laughs, loads of fun and wonder why we don’t do it more often . Wondering why we grew up in the first place . Wondering why we even wantee to grow up at all? Why didn’t we just stay living in the house on the corner of 12th and Miebers street anyhow? Life was so much easier then . No bills to pay. No mouths to feed and the only real problems I had was how I was gonna get 5 bucks out of my Dad for crusin money for friday night . (Ok 10 bucks out of my Dad because who am I kidding 5 bucks was for gas , 5 bucks was for feeding my gullet. ) and still finding a good excuse on why I did not make time to scrub the 2 inch coat of overspray in the upstairs bathroom that my rave #4 superhold left from my weeks worth of hairspray left on the mirror and floor . That my Dad told me to scrub off 3x that week. That I somehow managed to not ignore just managed to somehow not get too quite yet . Because I was busy! I was a teenager ! I had homework to put off and friends to talk too . A part time job to get too late and a boyfriend to hang out with. Ya , life was alot simplier back then growing up with my Brothers in that house on the corner. That I have no idea why I spent most of my life complaining that I could not wait to grow up and get away from them all! Because when I grow up and move out. Their all gonna be sorry because they all make me sick! Now that I am grown up . I find that I actually get sick the more I am away from my Brothers . If you find yourself feeling low or down in the dumps as an adult . You need to call your siblings and have a night together. Because that is exactly what your body needs. That is what the Doctor will not order but the only prescription that sometimes your ailing body and broken heart needs is the one thing your Doctor can not prescribe that you never knew God is the only one who knew you only needed to feel better . And boy did I need my 2nd annual siblings night last week. If anything to prove to myself that out of the 3 of us siblings. I am actually the calmest and sane one of the bunch. 1. ) My brother Mark chose Rick Springfield as his choice of concert . No complaints of course. It was a free concert. But I must admit I was a bit shocked to find out at dinner that both my Brothers knew more songs of Rick Springfield aka. Dr.Noah Drake . Rick Springfield’s Character’s name best known on the Soap Opera General Hospital. Need I say more? And 2) that I can behave at a concert and ignore a guy sitting behind us who clearly had other issues going on with my Brothers who were enjoying a concert like everyone around us even more then their Sister who grew up singing ‘Jesse’s girl ‘ with teen bop posters on her wall of Rick Springfield. My Brothers however , were not as good at ignoring a man who clearly had other issies going on sitting behind us . As they both got ejected for 2 Rick Springfield songs. Still laughing at the situation I must admit because how am I gonna tell this story to their great nieces and nephews on how their great Uncles got ejected from a Rick Springfield concert ? I must admit between you and me my Brothers were not doing anything out of the oridinary that no other concert goer around us was not doing . I truly believe the man behind us was doing what the guy in that big semi / delivery truck was doing to me and my friend yesterday . Following us a bit too closely. And he went up our rear on accident and just like me and Sue. My Brothers refused to move and his front end did not like it. Plus I figure. If you want a quiet night with Rick Springfield a d his sad accustics on vocals . Maybe stay home and light a candle and listen to it on sad F.M in the privacy of your home because if your gonna go and spend 40 bucks on a show in public surrounded by concert goers who love Rick Springfield . They’re gonna sing his music, shout his name and hoot and holler. That is not being disrespectful Jack . That is what fans do at concerts . So to the man who decided to pick out my Brothers and almost ruin our Siblings night . It did not work. I forgive you. I forgive you because I know deep down why you picked them two out and it had nothing to do with them being disrespectful to Rick Springfield’s music. There was not a person in our row doing anything different from them. The only difference I could see and I did not want to see it that night was the color of their skin. I have got to say it for what it is . I do not like to say it but that was the only difference. With all the hate going on in this world . The division going on in this world. Some minorities are facing things that other minorities are not. It is what it is. Right now because of the color their skin , this world is not only broken . It is angry. You would have to be a fool not to notice. I noticed and maybe because the color of my skin is the same as my Brothers . I am in fact very proud of my brown skin . God gave me this brown skin . Yes it is a color of skin. The color of brown but my skin is no color . It is just skin like everyone else’s. No other way around it. I bleed , you bleed . My Brother’s bleed and I bet so would the guy behind us in row CC had my Brother Mark knocked him out like the guy deserved had Bobby not stoodup and been able to do it first had they both not been escorted out as I know they both could have done it quite easily. I would have put money on it. But To argue with the man that he had no problem with my brothers and their skin and that it was just their behavor would have been a losing battle. Like arguing with someone about the color of one’s skin. Sometimes people just see color and not skin. I have no energy nor time to deal with neither ignorance nor fools. They get you nowhere but a busted rear end and I figure what I can not fix ,my insurance company will take care of as it is not my fault nor my problem that the guy is following me to closely because it is not gonna stop me from getting where I am going or break my stride or slow me down . You got to keep on moving. Why argue with fools when you have a great insurance agent and Savior in Christ. My Lord is better then Progressive, better then Flo . My Savior really does get you there and like a good Neighbor my Jesus is ALWAYS there. You wanna know what the Devil does not want you to know this week ? Is that the show went on without my Brothers . They only missed 2 songs. Not the whole show. I still remained in my seat . But the man behind me still stewed and was still angry and hateful . Why ? My Brothers were removed . Was it because I so calmly remained ? Taping the two songs my Brother’s were missing. One being my Brother Bobby’s favorite song he waited for all night . Or was it because The 3rd person in that row was Mexican /American still remained in her seat and maybe he thought I had no right to be there. I was not hooting and hollering. I was not disturbing his peace and ruining his quiet night at the Clyde. So why treat your wife so hateful after you got security to remove the men who were bothering you all night? Which were my Brothers. Was it because you could not remove me? 1) my Brother Mark just bpught me that margarita and I let no drink left behind and 2) I came to a show and I was not leaving the show because of some jerk behind me I was actually praying for just like the guy in that truck. His problem not mine. Besides my Brother’s had eachother. I knew they would find someway to have a great night. I never expected them to return so soon. Either did the man behind us. Because he removed himself and his wife from the concert. Or was God just taking the trash out for us ? Sometimes the problem is not what’s going on around you . Sometimes the problem is what is going on inside you . It’s easy in this life to get discouraged by what we are going through . Where we need to get , what is happening to us . That we think it is our right to run over other people and everyone and anyone in our way . Yet in the midst of it all God still finds a way to remind us that we ALL have a ticket to ride here in this life and if you follow too close you will be the one who smashes into someone and while you may jar the people in front of you . Yes it may cause them to feel it the next day . Your gonna feel the bigger blunt when it causes you your job ,you your night and maybe you, your eternal life for not slowing down and thinking of others and that maybe just maybe God loves them too and they too deserve to be not only be in this world but be in this Country because maybe just maybe your judging someone without thinking that maybe they are here legally and even if their not who are you to decide their fate? One must remember that this Country was not an all white society when white society decided to have a better life for themselves and remember that white is just a color in a box of crayons , not skin. Light skin , dark skin . It is all skin . There was darker skin tones in this country when lighter skin tones came to this Country for a better life for themselves . They should know the feeling and not be shocked when they see a mixture of all skin in a crowd at a concert and just enjoy the music and get to where their going. Not following so close to the guy in front of them. We had a great 2nd siblings night. My Brothers and I. I had a great yesterday. Sore as heck today. Amazingly I had a Doctor’s appointment today. Sue got her salsa and I got my mini gherkins. Ain’t nothing gonna stop any of my Siblings from us getting where we need to go in this life or Our Eternal one and no one is gonna break OUR stride by the GRACE OF GOD ain’t no one gonna slow us down… oh no..we got to keep on moving 🎶 and the Devil Does not want you to know that.