I wrote this, modeling the 23rd Psalm, this morning in honor of those Houston firefighters that have lost their battle but continue to live on in their brothers and sisters, always!
My brother is my protector, I fear nothing.
They make me lie down in the smoke,
They lead me beside the walls,
They provide me protection
They guide me along the smoke filled hallways,
For the ones needing savings sake.
Even though I crawl
Through the darkest recesses in flame and smoke,
I will fear not death,
For they are with me;
Their hose and halligan,
They comfort me
In the presence of smoke and flame
They anoint my head with water;
My gear saturated and heavy
Surely your strength and protection will follow me
All the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of those
That have gone before me, forever
Because we are brothers
Because we are firefighters
We are always together