So I have an incredible story, that I can't take credit for. It has His name all over it. This story is his, and glory all belongs to him.
Someone in my family has been having marital issues. She found out that her husband was committing adultery and she moved out. She has one 17 month baby and one on the way. She moved back to Mansfield and has been doing better. Well, this weekend, Bob, her husband came up for a court date. On Friday night he calls his wife, Natasha, to see if he can see his daughter for Easter. He says he has an Easter basket for her. My family urges Natasha not to let him see his daughter, fearing that he will try to take the baby.
You see, they both have equal custody at this point. If Bob decides he wants to take the baby back home and leave Natasha, there is nothing we can do.
So Natasha and our family agree that he can see her for a little bit in a public restaurant to be safe. Everything goes fine that night and everyone comes home safe and sound.
The next morning, Bob calls again and asks if he can see his daughter a little longer before he goes back home. Our family had been planning on going to the zoo, so they only had a little time. Natasha, Bob, and their daughter go and meet (only this time we don't know where). At about 1 o'clock, we decide we have to get going if we want enough time at the zoo, but Natasha isn't back home yet. She texts my sister, Hillary and tells her to go without her because Bob wants more time.
We get frustrated, but decide to leave. I then notice that my car needed gas, so we decide to go to Kroger. We also had the top down on my car, because it was a very nice day. After getting gas, I then notice that I also need to fill up my tires with air. Hillary then hears someone screaming, "Mom! Mom! Mom!"
We look over in the Kroger parking lot and Bob is taking the car seat from Natasha's car and putting it in his car. I immediately run over to his car and jump in. Natasha is on the phone with the cops and Bob is trying to take the baby out of the car seat. However, I put my arm over her seat belt so that he couldn't get her out. Natasha somehow gets Layla out of the car seat and goes to her car and locks the door.
The police arrive shortly after. Luckily, Layla wasn't injured in the whole situation. I go to get my car from the gas station and park it in the parking lot. In the end, Bob and Natasha both got charged with child endangerment, but everyone was safe. Natasha and Layla returned home. Bob went to jail for not cooperating with the police.
Throughout this whole situation, God was working. How did we know what gas station to go to? How did so many witnesses at the Kroger parking lot show up within only a few minutes? Why did they help Natasha without even knowing the complete situation?
We just happened to choose the gas station right in front of where Natasha and Bob met up before going out to eat. We were in direct eye line of where they were parked. There were plenty of people who aided in stopping Bob from taking Layla, who willingly gave their time and energy into helping my sister get her baby safe.
My God is faithful. He is living and working in our lives. He is unconditionally loving, caring, and merciful. Praise be to him, and all the glory to him!
