Monday, February 23, 2009

A Hero in the Family

My older brother, TJ (you know, the one with the two adorable children) has officially taken on the role of a Firefighter. He worked his first shift the day before little Clinton was born and is super excited about this blessing and opportunity to serve his community. We are all extremely proud of him for assuming yet another noble position that requires such courage, strength, sacrifice and dedication. In honor of his new career, I’d like to present :


Creation of the Firefighter

When the Lord was creating Firefighters, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one".

And the Lord said, "Have you read the specifications on this person? Firefighters have to be able to go for hours fighting fires or tending to a person that the usual every day person would never touch, while putting in the back of their mind the circumstances. They have to be able to move at a second's notice and not think twice of what they are about to do, no matter what the danger. They have to be in top physical condition at all times, running on half-eaten meals, and they must have six pairs of hands."

The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pair of hands...no way."

"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord, "It's the three pairs of eyes Firefighters need to have."

"That's on a standard model?" Asked the angel.

The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through the fire and where they and their fellow Firefighters should fight the fire next. Another pair here in the side of the head to see their fellow Firefighter and keep them safe. And another pair of eyes in the front so that they can look for victims caught in the fire that need their help."

"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve, "Rest and work on this tomorrow."

"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can carry a 250 pound man down a flight of stairs and to safety from a burning building, and can feed a family of five on a civil service paycheck."

The angel circled the model of the Firefighter very slowly, "Can it think?"

"You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the elements of a hundred fires; and can recite procedures in their sleep that are needed to care for a person until they reach the hospital. And all the while they have to keep their wits about themselves. This Firefighter also has a phenomenal personal control. They can deal with a scene full of pain and hurt, coaxing a child's mother into letting go of the child so that they can care for the child in need. And still they rarely get the recognition for a job well done from anybody, other than from fellow Firefighters."

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Firefighter. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "Lord, it's a tear.""What is the tear for?" asked the angel.

"It's a tear from bottled up emotions for fallen comrades. A tear for commitment to that funny piece of cloth called the American Flag. It's a tear for all the pain and suffering they have encountered. And it's a tear for their commitment to caring for and saving lives of their fellowman!"

"What a wonderful feature Lord, you're a genius," said the angel.

The Lord looked somber and said, "I didn't put it there."

-author unknown

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Mindy, can't we just pretend that he is getting all dressed up in his spiffy uniform to go and clean the trucks and answer false alarms? This prayer made me cry.

Mom

Darlene said...

very cool post!!
what a sweet tribute.

Anonymous said...

really mindy you have too much time on your hands, but thanks for the kind words.

Mindy Mehaffey said...

You know we're proud of you, TJ.

Bonnie Baker said...

So so awesome!!

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