I like to think that if I ever found myself in a situation that would require me to knock on someone's door in the middle of the night, that the door would be opened and I'd be able to get the help I needed. Unfortunately, we live in a world now where if I needed help I can pretty much expect not to get it. That is thanks in large part to people like the ones who paid a "visit" to my mom and brother the other night.
To keep a very long story short, basically a girl showed up at around eleven at night and knocked on the door. Timothy, being the kind of person who believes that people are inherently good, answered it. The girl had a seemingly plausible reason for showing up and managed to be let into the house. However, she was followed by two guys who had not been in view before and it soon became apparent that opening the door had been a big mistake. They proceeded to take some items and when Timothy resisted, he was dragged out the door and beaten beyond recognition. Mom quickly called the police but of course they got there too late to catch the criminals. Timothy was taken to the hospital and thankfully is okay--no broken bones or internal injuries but he'll be sore and swollen for some time to come. I get sick everytime I think about it.
They haven't found the people yet--I think they could have but that's a whole other blog entry on the unfortunate problems with our justice system which I don't care to get into right now. It just makes me so angry that there are so many truly wicked people in this world who've made the rest of us so distrustful of one another. If my car breaks down on the side of the road, do I want someone to stop and help me? No way! I'll wait for the police thank you. Would I dare to stop and help someone else? Uh-uh. What if it was all a set up? It's just a sad statement on the society in which we live. I just hope that someday people like those the other night wake up and look at themselves in the mirror and realize how despicable they truly are.
6 comments:
I am sorry about your mom and brother. That is terrible. It is really sad to think that this is what our world is coming too. I am grateful that I live in a small town though where there are a few more people here that we know and trust. We do have the scare of the jail behind us so we do have to be careful..
When dad told me of the situation I was so angry all I could do is cry and pray and then say a few nor good words in my head, I don't like the kids to say bad words so I was good to keep them inside but it was a hard thing for me to do. After seeing the pictures that mom emailed to me, the tears started once again. The life that some people live is terrible and the statement made to mom by Timothy about not having any bitter feelings toward them just shows me how wonderful of a person he is and how much I have to learn from him, however that doesn't change the feelings that I have for them and always will.
I am looking into buying mom a gun for safety and she has been advised of my thoughts with this and as far as I know is ok with it. I hope that the justice system doesn't fail in this and they can catch the people that are responsible for this horrible crime and are punished to the fullest extent of the law.
I get mad every time I think about it and am extremely proud to be Timothy's sister and friend.
Sherrie told me about what happened. I am truely sorry for your mom and Timothy. I hope he heals soon and that justice will win.
Well, I know that I certainly hope the pepretrators get caught! I seriously am ready to form my own private lynch mob and do some vigilante justice in my own way! Timothy is definitely a bigger man than I am (you know what I mean)! Tell mom to keep nagging the police so they solve the case just to get her off their backs!
I'm so sorry for your Mom and brother. I've been thinking about what happened over the weekend and I'm just sick about it. I'm glad your brother is okay.
Oh my gosh Amy. That is absolutely freaky and oh, is my blood boiling. Susannah, you have my full support in getting the gun for your mom. And Amy, if Timothy remembers me (even if he doesn't), will you give him a hug and tell him that wow -- thanks for the example? I teach Sunday school (the 12-14-year-olds) and our lesson two Sundays ago was on forgiveness. I was sitting there encouraging the class to forgive no matter what... but then this hits close to home. So Timothy, my hats' off to you, and you have my admiration and respect, and my prayers in a full recovery. And I will use this as a lesson never to open my always-locked doors. Oh my goodness.
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