Peace to your household...
It started to rain about 10:00 p.m., Monday night. As everyone knows, Monday was March 17, St. Patrick's Day. We've received our Irish Blessing...somewhere in the neighborhood of 2 inches of rain!
While the firemen were out fighting the fires, the surrounding communities united together to give aide in any form that was needed. At the time, food and drink for the firemen was what was imminent. At 10:00 p.m., on the first night of fire fighting, food and drink was being transported to the fire site, supplied by many, many people.
The following story illustrates the strength in unity.
The Father And His Sons
While the firemen were out fighting the fires, the surrounding communities united together to give aide in any form that was needed. At the time, food and drink for the firemen was what was imminent. At 10:00 p.m., on the first night of fire fighting, food and drink was being transported to the fire site, supplied by many, many people.
The following story illustrates the strength in unity.
The Father And His Sons
A FATHER had a family of sons who were perpetually quarreling among themselves. When he failed to heal their disputes by his exhortations, he determined to give them a practical illustration of the evils of disunion; and for this purpose he one day told them to bring him a bundle of sticks. When they had done so, he placed the faggot into the hands of each of them in succession, and ordered them to break it in pieces. They tried with all their strength, and were not able to do it. He next opened the faggot, took the sticks separately, one by one, and again put them into his sons' hands, upon which they broke them easily. He then addressed them in these words:
"My sons, if you are of one mind, and unite to assist each other, you will be as this faggot, uninjured by all the attempts of your enemies; but if you are divided among yourselves, you will be broken as easily as these sticks."
United we stand; divided we fall.
