My Sisters Patient

My sister is a sweet Godly woman. She has had many health issues in her life, but always keeps smiling and her faith in God helps her through all the pain she faces. She is a hero to me.
To keep active, she volunteers at her neighborhood hospital in the patient services department. There she satisfies her call to help others.

In recent weeks I have had several profound conversations with her on firearms. I have been encouraging her to take up the sport and start shooting. It is a great stress relief and a way to learn defense skills. Besides, there is nothing more empowering to me then shooting.

Her area of town is becoming increasingly bad with an abundance of gang related activities. One Saturday while picking up the boys from my parents, I witnessed just such an incident while approaching a corner stop sign. I carefully unzipped my purse and had my hand on my Glock. This happend a few streets away from both my sisters and parents house. Therefore I stay consistantly worried about my family.

So , today while she is sitting behind her information desk, a female  uniformed officer came in to ask for some basic directions. She has spoken to my sister before and complemented her today on how sweet and loving she is to every one, then asked if she could offer some advice. My sister said "Sure" This  Police officer, told my sister that their town along with the rest of the country is getting out of control. Crime is running wild, and she encouraged my sister to learn some self defense. My Sister told the officer of the conversations she and I have had in the past, and how I have offered to help teach her to shoot. The female officer told my sister that is about the best thing she could do. My sister went on though to explain her fear of firearms. The officer said that she too had once felt the same way, until she entered the academy. "There"she said, "they started us off with small caliber arms until we grew more confident".

 I have told my sister that is what I would do for her if and when she does go shooting with me.
I told her we would start off with a .22 pistol, she said she would buy the ammo. I jokingly said "If you can find it"  she thought I was kidding.   She thought it was just something local, until I told her our brother was in a Cabelas in Idaho, and texted me a picture of the ammo shelves...completely bare.

So, we are setting a range date some time in the next couple of weeks. I am excited over the prospect of sharing with my sister the wealth of knowledge I have inherited from Senior, Stephen, and Duke, and all the rest of my blogging buddies. 

And I promise to keep you all updated on the subject, I am sure I will hit you all up for advice and insight.

-JUGM