When I heard the first siren go by, I thought, “Oh, a siren, weird. Not many of those go by here.” I continued on to the kitchen and got out the mixing bowl. When the second siren went by five minutes later, I thought as I mixed the cookie dough, “I wonder where they’re headed” and looked out the front window in time to see it was a firetruck.
Yes, this weary world longs to rejoice. The light of the stars travels across the universe to reach us. Keep looking up.
And thank you for encouraging us to see opportunities to help our neighbors, the one next door and the one across the world :-)
Beautifully written and describes what it feels like so well.