I put my feet into motion ignoring the fact that it will be six more hours before I can take another Motrin 600. I try to convince myself that this is mind over matter and that the precursor of the pain to come will soon go away. With my energy low, I stumble to find any song that will lift my emotions and give me an upbeat vibe to my morning. No matter what plays, no matter how much bass trebles through my bones my energy remains the same. As in a fog I wonder how I made it to my destination, but only with the grace of God.
I must admit that when it comes to my physical therapy, I never leave out the same way I came. This is good because no matter where you are in life and no matter what door you walk through a change for the better must be appreciated. I am always looking for elevation and am done with anything set before me to weigh me down. I choose my battles by my Father’s standards and I know that these battles that He has fought on my behalf are only to lift me up not to tear me down. Now that is the definition of love!
Still no music moved and I continued to drive in a haze hoping that something would finally jolt through me and cause me to want to hop out of my driver’s seat. I continued to drive and instantly became nauseous at the Washington Post announcement backing Angela Alsobrook. I remember the family and I making a decision to make the local votes just as important as the federal after she personally reopened a case involving a close family member who’d been fighting for his life because a stalker used the courthouse as her personal playground for false domestic violence cases. This chick was so crazy that she would not only stop at him but would also drag other family members down if they chose to speak out. We had never seen anything like this before and couldn’t figure out how she’d been getting away with this for over 12 years. According to the sympathy of one of the Sheriff’s, they’d worked another state for years and found it unfortunate that PG County did no investigations in these matters. Nevertheless, a wise judge saw through this particular case and dismissed it, but unfortunately for my family, domestic violence incidents had hit the news hard and Alsobrook would soon have a series of public interviews to speak out on how serious this issue is. Absolutely! We saw firsthand that abuse could go both ways and we no longer viewed this a gender issue. Imagine our surprise to see that one of the cases where he’d had to fight for his life had been reopened by Alsobrook. I felt disguisted hearing this ad for her running for County Executive disagreeing internally with how great and responsive she was as a State’s Attorney. One simple click on the name of the accuser would’ve shown a five page record, with lists as long as arms, of all the false accusations she’d been running since 2005. This incident was in 2015 and now that we have taken the steps to bring this to light my family has yet to receive an apology for the torment they’d gone through. Although I say no to Also, I am no fool. I know that she did what she had to do by any means necessary to prove a point, even if that meant stepping on a little person to appeal to the masses of those who now back her.
It’s unbelievable what people think they can get away with but you never know who’s watching. The ways of the wicked are destined to be exposed and when you play with His laws His words will ring true. Let those who have ears to hear hear what our Savior is saying. The grown folks used to tell us that little white lies will always turn into big white ones. They would tell us how once you tell it you would have to remember it and there was always a chance that you wouldn’t. This scared me enough to not lie and despite my faults a lying tongue wasn’t one. However, I’ve always had a way of knowing when people are lying and it comes so easily that I would often times get frustrated at the disappointment of not wanting to know about certain people. I guess it is true: some people would rather you lie to them. This is also known as telling people what they want to hear.
I was always too honest and had learned young that honesty is the best policy. I grew to be frustrated at how true honesty is actually censored or dimmed down and I realized the older I got that there were less and less people who’d live by that saying. I had to learn how to tame my tongue because I learned that being too honest can be as hurtful as not being honest at all. When pursuing a degree in Communications I would learn how to speak correctly and effectively, and to choose my words wisely. This helped me, partnered with experience, when it came to the true battle against good and evil; justice and injustice; truth and lies. We never know how our Father is using us or what He is preparing us for in our present moment. I never knew how persistence, speech and writing would assist me in this battle. Father had put me in a position to reach back and fight on the behalf of my family member and had teamed me up with some of the best defense attornies who’d also been flabbergasted at the constant mistreatment of the legal system. I am but one woman who was accompanied by a small team but with the power of my Father I was covered and He would allow His glory to shine with each trial. God is a God of justice. I know the battle is not over but I am assured that it will be won.
In the meantime, I can’t help but wonder the seriousness of the court system in holding perjury charges. I want to know because I need to feel confident that domestic abuse is taking seriously on both ends of gender. I personally know and have been involved in domestic abuse and I have witnessed it with both genders more than I can count. I seemed to have grown up in a culture where it seemed to be normal circumstances when people get too drunk and fight each other. This could be 2 cousins who hug it out everytime, the aunt and uncle that everyone talks about, etc.
Why do these false claims bother me so much? The same way it should bother you. When someone openly tells you that if they don’t get there way they will use the system against you, then they are the abusers. They have learned to work on a first come, first serve process and any statement written will put you in an guilty until proven innocent state. You could get picked up at your job and lose your main source of income to provide for yourself and your children if you have any. There are no questions asked. This is reasonable for actual victims who fear for their lives; People who want to take action but don’t know where to turn; People who have been suffering in silence too long and have decided to take a stand; People who are our true victims who’ve decided enough is enough.
But what about the abusers? When falsifying reports and signing on the signature line that you have full understanding that by lying you are aware of the perjury charges? What about the abuser who writes just enough to get you thrown in jail for pure satisfaction and then drags you too court with a smirk and says welcome to my world? What about the abuser who has repeatedly written these same accusations on person after person after person over countless times and no one sees the red flag? What happens to that abuser?
If Alsobrook wants me to be confident in her work as a State Attorney, then I need to see that the court will put fear in those abusers of the system, open up a perjury case and take action. PG County is too easily manipulated and I guess with any system it leaves another side unprotected.