I told my little boy not to be a police officer.
May God forgive my selfishness.
He’s only 12-years-old, but he’s had the heart of a warrior since he was a toddler.
He also has the heart of a shepherd.
When he was two, he defended his 6-year-old sister against a boy who had pinned her down in a bounce house.
When he was five, a boy in his kindergarten class was pushing and taunting a child who had Down syndrome. My son brought the bully to the ground and then went on to play with the other child.
Just a few months ago, he was at the playground when he noticed a group of kicking our neighbor’s son as he curled up on the ground. He threw the attackers, warned them to never touch our neighbor again, and then invited the boy to play basketball with him and his friends.
I didn’t see any of these events; however, parents and teachers have called me to let me know how my son defends and protects others.
You see, my son would be the perfect police officer. More importantly, he WANTS to be a police officer, which is fitting because God has given him the courage and strength to neutralize those who wish to do harm, and the empathy to take care of the hurting.
But I don’t want him to be a police officer.
There are people who will target him for death because his physical appearance and profession are part of some oppressive legacy.
There are people who will automatically assume he’s racist.
There are people who will demonize him if a tragic accident takes place on his shift.
There are people who are flat out evil, willing to hurt others under any circumstance.
But, there are also people who need him.
There are three types of people in this world: sheep, wolves, and sheepdogs. Some people prefer to believe that evil doesn’t exist in the world, and if it ever darkened their doorstep, they wouldn’t know how to protect themselves. Those are the sheep.
Then you’ve got predators who use violence to prey on the weak. They’re the wolves.
And then there are those blessed with the gift of aggression, an overpowering need to protect the flock. These men are the rare breed who live to confront the wolf. They are the sheepdog.
– Clint Eastwood’s “American Sniper”
As much as it scares me, I am the mother of a sheepdog. So were the mothers of the Dallas police officers who were executed Thursday while protecting Black Lives Matter protesters:
- Brent Thompson
- Patrick Zamarippa
- Michael Krol
- Michael Smith
- Lorne Ahrens
I told my son not to be a police officer.
He told me he still wants to be one.
May God protect him and the other brave men and women who keep us safe from the wolves.