though...a telenovela without all the sex and promiscuity.

but anyway, have I got a story for you.

my friend, miguel, lives about an hour and a half from me and he comes to visit usually once a week. He and I are pretty close...enough to make some people jealous. Like my
acosador, my stalker. (I just learned that word in spanish so I wanted to use it) I have never met my acosador, never seen him, don't know where he lives or his name or his age until he just told me last night (he's 21! ick!) but, his fountain of information about me and miguel makes up for my lack of info about him. he knows where I work, where miguel works, where miguel lives, our phone numbers, and that I have classes at the university near me. aaaaand he's extremely extremely jealous of miguel. this acosador, I call him
el privado because when he calls me the number says "
Restricted,"  will tell me over and over again how he's in love with me and why I should be his girlfriend. creepy...because he's never even met me. I tried telling him that if he got to know me he probably wouldn't be so enamored of me...but it was to no avail. so ANYWAY, besides declaring his love for me any chance he gets, he also likes to tell me how he's going to show up at miguel's apartment and kill him at night.

this is where it gets scary/exciting. last friday night...el privado went to miguel's apartment with 2 friends and they were all very drunk and very high,
wielding knives. miguel was home by himself and actually talking to me on the phone when these guys showed up. so scary. they wouldn't let miguel leave and for awhile wouldn't let him have his phone. I'm sitting at home
FREAKING out. there was nothing I could do...I was afraid to call the police because I'm "not entirely sure of miguel's status as an immigrant in this country" if you know what I mean. so I sit down and pray and beg and praise God because I know this is how we learn to trust..whether we want to or not.

I prayed for safety, I prayed the cops would come, and I prayed that it would be obvious that it was God's hand getting him out of this situation. I prayed that these guys would just disappear from our lives...and well, if they happened to die..I wouldn't mourn them. but, I felt bad about saying that so I prayed that the police would come and
cart those suckas off to jail. Later that night, Miguel told me the whole story of what happened.

Those creepy guys were smoking marijuana in miguel's apartment so he opened a window to be able to breathe. (He lives on the 3rd floor of his apartment building, with his uncle and cousin but they weren't home) He saw out the window that a police car was idling nearby. He proceeded to jump out the window and tell the officer that were was some trouble going on upstairs in that apartment, and then he ran to a friend's apartment somewhere away. Did you catch that?
HE JUMPED OUT OF A WINDOW. Praise God he wasn't hurt!

the police guy went up and arrested those 3 thugs and carted them off to jail (
JUST LIKE I'D PRAYED FOR) Later later later, miguel told me that the guys had been beating him up, kicking him in the stomach and back. pobrecito mio!

I praised God for having his hand in this...that miguel was not hurt jumping out of a 3rd story window (he told me I'd cry when I see how high up it is), that God provided a way out of the situation, and that those guys were sent to jail, just like I'd asked for.

though...what does it say about our legal system that several guys who were doing illegal drugs and
threatening the life of someone can get out of jail after only 5 days and 5000 dollars.

so...the other night they were back to threatening us...and what I still don't understand is that ig miguel would pay them 600 dollars they would leave us alone forever.   well, he paid them...and I guess we'll find out about that never bothering us again. Hopefully this is God's way of getting them out of our lives forever.

wasn't that a good story?
And God was so obvious in it! I want to sell it to some tv series :)

Thank you God for always
cuidandonos
 (watching over us). Please continue to work in Miguel's and my life as we see you take control.