Jewells of Thought

For four years I have waited for this week, four long excruciating years. During the past 48 hours law and order has come back to our streets thankfully due to President Trump’s Executive Orders. Tom Homan, is a Godsend and watching some of the first arrests even from Boston has been so encouraging.

Boston is a sanctuary city, just as the whole state is a sanctuary state. Governor Healey will not let her state and local LEO’s help which is still a nuisance, but ICE is still working in her state getting these bad hombres out of our streets. One of the worst in this one particular ride along was a Haitian illegal 17 charges against him yet he was walking our streets. His vetting process? Where was it done before crossing the border illegally? When ICE loaded him up a lady said “Thank You” to them. What on earth did she an American citizen have to go through because of that shady illegal character?

I’m grateful I have not felt the illegals’ presence in my area as others have although I have heard stories from others. This is about right here in my county specifically. Now if I were working as a cashier I am certain I would have seen it long before I even heard that comment. There have been times though I have been afraid for my niece especially in the past year when some stories were reaching us from cities around us. Knowing our border is being worked on again and that more reinforcements have been called up just gives me so much relief as I know others feel the same. There are reasons to have jails and prisons and these people are what they were made for specifically thank goodness the adults are back in the White House and Dad is back in the Oval Office.

This week has been just so surreal to see this finally happen. At the same time I am still in limbo personally waiting on a phone call about surgery. My arm has been hurting more at bedtime. One explanation could be riding my bike downstairs nearly everyday, but I am starting slow that couldn’t be making that much strain from the less than 10 minutes each day. It was hurting some nights before we got the bike last Saturday. It just feels weird to be in such limbo when I thought there was a plan and it seems to have collapsed to at least surgery possibly being in February now as far as I know if not later.

Yes I have heard the saying make a plan and watch God laugh and throw it away. Something along those lines anyway. I’ve tried not to have plans, cause I did have plans and they worked until they didn’t so I thought I gave up on them. Yet here I am feeling out of sorts because I am in pain, but I don’t know what’s going on with my surgery date. I don’t like being this anxious or out of the line of conversation. Hopefully God’s plan is in effect and I will be able to relax and understand a bit more of what I’m supposed to be doing right now until I get word of what’s next. It just seems tiring and stressful right now.