Teaching last night after dinner, on the top hospital floor, I heard a helicopter. Immediately, intuitively, I said a brief prayer, knowing that it was dark, a helicopter was landing on the roof, and we were at a hospital. This couldn’t be good.
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Note: Occasionally, I’ll take a moment to share why I don’t bring closure to most posts. In this example, my thinking was, “How often do we go through the motions and miss opportunities to help someone, even if only for a second”. If we could, and we don’t…why?
Bonus: And then the hope would be…will thinking about this short, pithy post prompt anyone to try harder tomorrow.
Actually, I work close to a fire station and a police department. A local ambulance company has a facility close by too. Almost each time I hear a siren I say a prayer. I don’t do it every time. While I typed this response, there were two sirens. I said one prayer for both of them.
Thanks for the reminder. 🙂
David, you’re welcome. A siren sometimes is a false alarm. But when it’s not….. Stopping, even briefly, to say the prayer I created (the one that seemed appropriate the first time I did it), is simply another gift God provides to remind me of my own blessings and to pray for others to know their own blessings as well.