#7 Postby azskyman » Tue Jul 15, 2003 9:07 am
His ways are mysterious indeed. Somewhere out of the pain and disappointment and sacrifice that is being made by those fighting and affected by this new fire, there is seed being sown for those who live here.
In 1967, I watched 24 people die in a tornado...mostly under the age of 18, and 450 were brutally injured by flying debris and glass. Permanent mental and physical scars remain.
But out of this death and destruction grew a wonderful community spirit, many lifelong friendships, and memories that have helped us appreciate each and every day since.
The human spirit is remarkably resilient, and it will rise again for those affected by the Kinishba fire.
Even as I write, I am sure that new human bonds are being molded that would not otherwise have taken place.
Mysterious, often painful, ways. But always with new seed sown.
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