Matthew Lyle Landsman

A truly cool and serene day outside. I cannot know if the clouds hold rain. If they do, I pray they don’t burst until they reach the areas where fires blaze. I cannot know if the breezes will favor the efforts to contain the flames, but I pray that mother nature aids the thinking, struggles, and strategies there on the ground.
I cannot know if the good Lord is able to focus on every named complex of flames, but I do pray that all the young lives battling the infernos have a heavenly grace and a bubble of mercy there to keep them safe.
This thing called fired is but another adversary not unlike a combatant in war…and she shoots her bullets everywhere and at random. I pray their path is poorly aimed, and they land benign, finding thin air rather than flesh.
I cannot know that cooler air does much to disarm the potency of the flames, but I pray that it gives a measure of relief to the fighters of the purgatory like burrows hereabouts…and that they allow for clearer thinking, swifter feet, stronger resolve, and an added measure of containment of things…
God bless the mercies of a cooler day, a collecting of potentially rain showering clouds, and an end to this drought ridden and endless, cursed summer…Matthew