I joined the world in watching the rescue of the 33 miners from Chile. I began last night when the rescue began and continued it after school today. I could not even stop watching.
My mind wandered as did everyone's elses as well...the emotions, the physical hardship, the hearts and minds of the world watching and those who worked non-stop to make this happen.
In a trying world, this rescue, this determination, this gift of hope to mankind is exactly what we all need to remember and recognize that we are all in this together.
The spirit of community is alive and well with The Phoenix, rising up from the ashes, as my dad always said.
Farewell tombed mineshaft...may these men live long healthy lives.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
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