Our Home is Threatened. About seven months ago one of Nashville’s most dangerous criminals moved into the abandoned house across the street from us. His criminal arrest sheet is very long. His crimes are violent – including home invasions – and yet he lives a very loud lifestyle that makes no apologies. My wife, Michele, confessed to me about a month ago that for the first time since we moved here she dealing with a lot of fear.
I can’t give you his name nor can I relay what I know of his crimes. I can only tell you that I believe him to be a high-level criminal whose presence changed the attitude of our neighborhood, kids and adults who also lived in fear to walk down the sidewalks on our block. Many of our neighbors and friends grew up in the projects and have seen much in their lives but do not live in fear yet this man and his family that lives with him were on the streets enough for people to know they should stay inside. Brand new motorcycles, four-wheelers and a go cart sat in the front yard, unlocked but never touched by anyone.
After a police raid on their home in January the man and his wife paid us a visit. Fortunately my children were not home to hear the tirade of shouts and threats or see the angry faces and fingers pointing in my face because they thought that we had “snitched them out”. On a different day one of the family members threatened to blow up another neighbor’s home.
God Protects Our Home. The situation with these guys became so intense that the for the past four weeks the Commander of East Precinct stationed a car on the side of our home 24/7 with their lights on and facing the house across the street. Many complaints were lodged by the family but fortunately we found favor with the powers that be in the government. One of my close friends is a contract mercenary. He gave me tips of wisdom for the situation I was in and he frequently looks in on us and our home, ready to protect me and my family day and night.
A few days ago the family across the street began quietly removing their things from the house and today the house appears empty and the family seems to have moved completely. Gone are the pitbulls that were loosely chained up in his front yard and could reach the sidewalk. The porch sits quiet without the loud shouts from his wife threatening anyone in the neighborhood who wants to talk about them to the cops. Gone is a young member of the family that doesn’t hide the deals he make in plain daylight and in plain sight.
I thank God for protecting my family and these precious kids in our neighborhood. God is our provider and our protector.
