The sound of the siren startled me. It's just one of those things; a siren is never good news.
I couldn't see the firetruck coming, but I could hear it. It was somewhere in front of us and heading our way. I scanned the road ahead searching for the flashing lights.
All the cars quickly slowed to a stop moving as far to the right as possible to provide a clear lane for the emergency vehicle.
Somebody was in trouble, but "help was on the way". That oft-repeated phrase brought a half-smile to my face as it rekindled a long-ago memory.
I was just a child then and the speeding red truck was the greatest excitement in our small town. We were driving home from church one time when that distinctive siren abruptly broke the peacefulness of a cool spring day.
My mom, always quick to express whatever was on her mind, exclaimed, "oh no, someone's in trouble." As my brother and I peered out the car windows to see if we could see smoke anywhere, it is my father's words that stick with me through the years, "Help is on the way."
Like my mother, I am quick to see a problem and my heart goes out to anyone in trouble. I need my Dad's calming voice to show me that "help is on the way." Without those words, I would see the big red truck as a sign that someone is in trouble, but it isn't like that at all. It's a sign of hope and rescue racing to the scene.
Years have passed and each time I see a firetruck, I relive that day. My mom and dad taught me also to pray for those people in the truck and to pray for those who were at this very moment in need of God's help and comfort.
I add one prayer of my own to this, to thank God for keeping my family safe another day and not needing the big red firetruck to come racing to us.
Perfect English, perfect spelling, perfect grammar and a perfect message to all those in trouble...I liked this very much.
Everything you write seems to flow perfectly...a simplistic style that makes an easy read for Readers; and that's what Writers do - we write for Readers to read. Keep up the good work!