Why

Today was one of the days I've been asked why I was an EMT.

I was rather surprised, and I have known my answer for awhile so I simply answered him. It left me wondering if it was good enough. I wonder what a true gut reason is. My answer is basically someone got injured where I used to live, and because God called [hopefully] into this profession. But to avoid a pompous answer, I really just want to help someone in their greatest need. And feel compassionate for them. Because in injury, you don't feel the best. I can imagine how they feel. When I think about the latter answer, God brings me home. More into focus. It is a heart thing.

Be careful of the mind, it can be where the enemy plants thoughts, and it can really run an individual wild.

There is also the flip side, when we focus on God-we get peace.

Everything settles.

Currently, I especially love volunteer. There is nothing like, getting paged and flying like light to save someone. I hope to serve currently where I am, and in the future long and honorably. It's an honor, a privilege, God's compassionate heart.

God, want to do this job through Your eyes, hands, feet and heart. In God's grace and Jesus' Name, Amen.