The Voice
Part 1 I awoke in the morning to the awareness that something was different. As I lay in bed, I heard a mysterious voice, softly speaking in a way that brought peace to my mind. It was not external but internal. Internal, and yet… mine. It’s impossible to describe what it’s like to someone who hasn’t experienced it. There was a soft, whispering voice blowing gently through my soul. It wasn’t my own mind. They…
Meeting Jesus
And when He has come, He will convict the world of sin, and of righteousness, and of judgment… (John 16:8) After my partner and I buried the hatchet, the stressful work environment cooled off and things went back to normal. We were both much easier to work with. I did something I’d never done before; I gave someone with less experience permission to correct me. My partner was agreeable to the new plan, but he…
Feeling The Heat
April, 2000 Pride. Arrogance. Self-confidence. The stuff Fire-Medics are made of. I’d reached a place in my life where I was so full of pride I wouldn’t take correction from my partner. He was younger and less experienced, but I knew he was right. I was making some bad decisions. I just didn’t want to admit it. Whenever he questioned my decision-making, I resisted his arguments with my own and made excuses. I found things…
The Fall of a Fire-Medic
November, 1981 The Greyhound bus pulled into the station in downtown Minneapolis. I needed to stretch my legs so I grabbed my bag and waited for the bus to come to a stop. I took my place in line behind an elderly man and waited for the door to open. The old man stepped down. As his feet hit the blacktop, he lost his balance and veered into a concrete pillar, striking his head. I…