This morning they pulled the 9 miners who were trapped in a mine safely from the mine, after an arduous and setback-filled effort to rescue them. In a time when the news continually reports on missing children--later found dead--and unceasing acts of violence in war-torn areas perpetrated against non-combatants, it's such a relief when something good like this happens. I know that every day someone takes a wise turn on the freeway and avoids an accident, or says a kind word, and defuses a situation, or saves a life in a hospital emergency room. But there's something about something like this "turning out right", when the "form book" usually punctuates the story with a tragic ending, that puts me in touch with a hopeful part of me that is the place I want to live, but right now merely visit for respite sometimes.
I am thankful today for rescued miners.
I am thankful today for rescued miners.