Storm clouds brewing
The storm clouds were ominous to say the least as I kissed my wife and kids goodbye and headed to the fire station. The storm had already brought destruction to our town. How could I leave my family unprotected to go help someone else I never met? How could I justify that? My wife asked me that question many times, never fully understanding the need to serve. Our home had a very sturdy block wall basement; two safe rooms that were well protected; but in her mind, it wasn’t enough. In my mind, I still worried it might not be enough. As we approached the damaged area, the storm was still wreaking havoc – I wondered if my crew was safe enough; would any of us make it home?
Picture borrowed from Cyranny’s post.