Quick Kentuckiana geographical lesson:
There are 3 main bridges connecting southern Indiana to Louisville, Kentucky: the Kennedy (I-65), the 2nd Street bridge (downtown), and the Sherman Minton bridge (near New Albany, IN). Recent construction on the Sherman Minton unveiled a few cracks in the foundation, causing officials to shut it down indefinitely. Needless to say, this has caused a LOT of traffic issues as over 80,000 cars travel across the Sherman Minton every day.
All of THAT is to say, the Man has been put on traffic detail for the Sherman Minton bridge, making sure that no crazies try to drive across it. And THAT is to say, he has been rather bored lately so he calls me. A lot.
Whenever we talk, I ask him how work went and if anything interesting happened. Usually he tells me about the crazy homeless man or the 3 prostitutes he arrested, but lately he said nothing interesting has happened. Yesterday he casually mentioned how he had to put his gun away before putting handcuffs on this one dude. To me, pulling a gun is a pretty big deal and I asked the Man why he didn't tell me about this earlier. He replied, "I pull my gun so often, it doesn't really seem like a big deal to me anymore."
Later on that night, we were talking about our work weeks when the Man looked at me and said, "There's one other incident that happened, and I'm ok, but I'm not going to tell you about it. All you need to know is I'm home and I'm safe. I'm trying to protect you from worrying."
Whoa. Hold up.
I know that the Man is a cop and cops sometimes run into very dangerous & sketchy situations. I'm not naive about what my husband does, but sometimes I choose to not think about what could happen. It's my way of coping. So when the Man comes home and I'm face to face with reality, it's a bit shocking. I trust the Man's training and instinct, but in moments like this I have to put my faith in the God who brought us here. When the Man walks out the door, we can't rely on his training or strength to get him through the night -- but rather the One who guides, protects, and provides.
Talk about a test of faith.
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I have to remind myself that Matt is going to do everything he can to get home to me at the end of the day, and the rest is in God's hands. I'm so thankful for you two and glad that we have each other to lean on now.
P.S. How much you wanna bet Billy tells Matt that story when we go out for coffee?
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