Heroes stepping up again
I awoke this morning after watching news video of the hideous tornado outbreak over the weekend in places like Kentucky, Illinois, Missouri and Arkansas. As a result of that realization, I came to understand that I truly have nothing about which to complain.
The devastation of the tornadoes that tore through Mayfield, Ky., ripped apart a warehouse in Edwardsville, Ill. and smashed through 200 miles across several states is almost too much to take in.
And yet …
We are hearing stories of heroism. Everyday folks rushing to aid others. Firefighters, police and other first responders pouring into these devastated towns to search for survivors and help them recover what they can of their worldly possessions. Teams from all over the country have deployed already to the wreckage that Mother Nature left behind. I wish the firefighters from North Texas — who have experience of their own fighting the tornadic ravages of nature’s wrath — well as they offer their skill to those in need.
This morning, I watched a young woman tell a TV reporter about the man who saved her life by pulling her out of the rubble of her destroyed home in Mayfield, Ky. “Do you remember his name?” the reporter asked her. “Yes, I do,” she answered. “Is there anything you want to tell him?” Again, she said “Yes. I want to tell him I love him, and I will never forget his name.”
Right there is the best in all of us on full display.
There are many thousands more of those stories to be told. I want there to be hope and healing for those who now must rebuild their lives.
May they be blessed by Almighty God as they start their long journey.