Yesterday I had jury duty...
which was fine because my SIL's BFF was there and we just sat and gossiped the day away...
no numbers were called and no one was taken upstairs to the court room.
me and 300 of my new closest friends just sat and waited.
Today I had to go back...
I expected much more of the same...
even brought my laptop so I could get caught up on some stuff.
At 8:45am they called my number.
I went up to the main court room and waited with 47 other potential jurors...
not knowing what a gut-wrenching day this would turn out to be.
Without giving too many awful details...
it was State vs. alleged child molester
just hearing the judge read the charges made my
stomach twist in knots and my eyes fill up with tears.
there were three kids... with the same last name as the defendant.
I almost got sick.
I sat there waiting for my turn to be questioned...
praying that God's will be done in this case...
that He comfort those babies. those kids. that He hug them and hold them close.
praying to God that they dont pick me. knowing that I could never sit there and listen to this testamony.
They choose 12 jurors and 4 alternates.
not me. I was safe.
I cryed all the way home.
I thought of every sweet baby I know and I prayed for them by name.
I am thankful for a soft heart.
I am thankful for a safe home.
I am thankful for going back to work.... tomorrow.
via we heart it
