Officer, It’s Not Me

In the area that we live in which happens to be an upper class township I have heard of two armed burglaries in the last couple days so naturally my senses have become heightened because of it.  Last night around midnight I had to call the police because of a suspicious car that circled my house several times before parking in a very awkward spot.  Two weeks ago I probably would have never made the call because we are used to cars being in our driveway/parking lot.  However with a heightened sense and probably a small case of fear, I made the call.  They arrived, situation was explained, the officer had his cuffs out and his hand on his gun as I approached them, needless to say the fear increased for me.  I thought can they see the “bad guy” only to realize that they thought I was the bad guy.  Nothing happened and it was harmless but it got me thinking.

When we know the enemy is out there and when we know that danger is close it puts us on guard and makes us listen and look for things that we wouldn’t normally look for.  The reality is there is danger and there is an enemy lingering and waiting for a weak point to bring us down.  Maybe by a character situation, a choice we have to make or a big glaring sin that is out there.

What safety guards are you putting in your life to watch out for the enemy?  To watch out for the attack?  If you think it will never happen to you, be careful your probably the perfect target.