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When I arrived at the police station, I was uncuffed and put in a holding room until my name was called to further my processing to
be put into a cell. I was allowed to make that one phone call, and I called my friend who said she would take care of my son until I was

released. She told me she would call our minister to see if he could get me out. I was calm until my name was called to be fingerprinted

and photographed. With this, I started to cry, really cry (the nasty cry) because I was told if no one came to release me, I would be
placed in a cell. I had about two to three hours before this dreadful event would occur. Besides that, I felt so embarrassed when I saw

a man that I had seen around town at special events; he had even seen me sing at church events. He was a photographer. Wow, my

sanctimonious persona was now under scrutiny!

At about four o’clock, with one hour to spare, my minister came to bail me out. Little did we know as parishioners that he was actually

a Deputy Sheriff. He said he would never broadcast his position. I was super humiliated because the preacher had to bail me out of
jail. He paid $300 to get me out. The Reverend never mentioned it ever again. He said I could pay him back whenever I got the money,

which I did the next year. My friend never talked about it either. Many years later, I started uncovering my past at a party to get a

laugh, and she was there. I expressed to her what a faithful friend she was and how I appreciated her keeping everything a secret. I was
extremely happy that it never appeared in the newspaper as I had imagined, “Teacher Arrested for Invalid Car Inspection and Driver’s

License.”

I am sharing these “BUT GOD” experiences for the sole purpose of being transparent in showing how adversities can make you grow

wiser and to say:

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Psalm 46:1 (KJV)