August 28
FIRE!. The word yells at you. It demands action." Call
the fire department! Let's go!
"Where are Pat and Steve?" "At the fire!"
We run up the hill behind the cottage. "It is steep--and long." "I
smell it." "I see it.” Finally the top! There are two blackened
faces, one boy holds a charged shirt. A circle of flames 10 feet in diameter is
growing. Thank God there isn't a breeze.
Finally firemen, who panted up the same hill with back pumps, douse the
flames.
"But I have trusted in your mercy;
My heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.
I will sing to the Lord, Because He has dealt bountifully
with me.” (Psalm 13:5-6)
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