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| My sister arranged a visit to a Tucson Fire Station in 2012. |
My son is obsessed with all things transportation – planes,
cars, bikes, busses, trains, bulldozers, rickshaws, motorcycles…you name it.
But I would have to say that one of his favorites has got to be fire trucks.
Right across the street from our apartment complex is Fire Station 9. So we are
constantly hearing the blare of the sirens on their way to serve our community.
It is music to Hudson’s ears. No matter what he’s doing or where he’s at in the
apartment, as soon as Hudson hears the sirens he makes a mad dash to the
nearest window to see them in action. We’re on the second floor so he gets a
pretty good street view. On our way to school, we pass right by the fire
station and it is always a great start to his day when they happen to have the
garage door open and he gets a glimpse of one of the red beauties. With the
same enthusiasm each time, Hudson will say, “Mama, I see the fire truck!” And
even when the day is done, the last thing on Hudson’s mind is Fire Station 9. I
know this because each night we pray with our son before he goes to bed. Over
the last several months we’ve been asking Hudson who he would like to pray for.
Without hesitation in his sweet little voice he says, “Wanna pray for Fire
Station Number Nine.” So we do. We’ve prayed for their safety, we’ve prayed for
their marriages, and we’ve prayed for their unity as a team.
Before Hudson’s interest in fire trucks, I paid little to no
attention to Fire Station 9. We’ve lived across the street from them for three
years, and the only times I’ve paid them attention are when I’m trying to get
to the far right hand lane to get out of their way when they’re on a call. It’s
so easy to take them for granted or even appreciate them from a distance, but
our special little boy has been reminding us to keep them at the forefront of
our thoughts. I’d like to think that we are showering these public servants
with special blessings each night our little 3 year old calls them to memory
during prayer time. I’m so glad God is using Hudson to help grow a deeper
appreciation for our firefighters at Fire Station 9.
I write this particular blog in memory of the 19 brave souls
that lost their lives fighting the Yarnell Hill fire. Condolences to the
family, friends, and community in mourning. As a way to honor the fallen, maybe
we can find a way to show appreciation to our local firefighters. At
the very least, we can follow Hudson’s example and send up a prayer on their
behalf.
Children have such tender hearts and pure Spirits. Hudson is special, not because of any impairments he may have, but just because he sees the world through the eyes of love. We need to nurture that trait in all of our children so they never lose it as they grow.
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