Dear God, Bless my hands so that they may find that one lost soul, which reaches from the ruble, relying on my strength to set them free. Bless my eyes, oh God to see through the smoke and flames, to change the fate of someone who is in deed in need. Bless my ears, to hear the fait cries of a child under a bed, or in a dark closet, wanting to be found, yet unable to realize the danger that lies in wait. And dear God bless me, to use the wisdom of my years to protect me in my quest, so that I may return home to my children and my wife. In God, I pray.

Author: Chief Jeff A. Stricklin