When the Lord made SES members, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, “You’re doing a lot of fiddling around on this one.” And the Lord said, “Have you read the specs on this order?”
“An SES member has to be able to carry and injured person up a grassy hill in the dark, dodge hail stones whilst trying to secure a tarpaulin on a damaged roof, drive a small motor boat against a fast flowing river to rescue a screaming kids pet dog all without wrinkling his uniform.
“He has to be able to lift 3 times his own weight, crawl into wrecked cars with barely enough room to move and console a grieving mother whilst trying to release the body of her trapped baby that he knows has already stopped breathing
“ He has to be in top mental conditions at all times, running on no sleep, black coffee and half eaten meals. And he has to have six pairs of hands.”
The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pairs of hands… no way.”
“It’s not the hands that are causing the problem,” said the lord, “It’s the 3 pairs of eyes these people need.”
“That’s the standard model?” Asked the angel.
The lord nodded, “One pair that sees the sickening open wounds of the victim that they’re trying to cut out of the wrecked car whilst hoping that blood that’s splashing on them isn’t HIV positive; Another pair of eyes in the side of the head to check that the other SES members working with him are ok and another pair here in the front that can look reassuringly at a bleeding casualty and say ‘You’ll be alright ma’am’ when they know she probably won’t”
“Lord” said the angel touching his sleeve, “Rest and work on this one tomorrow.”
“I can’t” said the lord. “I already have a model that can operate chainsaws, Jaws of Life and tie knots in ropes without looking once and can search through scrub country for hours without feeling the effects of stinging nettle and spider bites.”
The angel circled the model of the county SES member very slowly, “Can it think?” she asked.
“You bet!” Said the lord.
“It can work out everything from the most appropriate first aid for an accident victim to the structural engineering of a house that’s fallen victim to a 20 metre gum tree’s collapse. What’s more, it can do most of that in its sleep and still keep its sense of humour. This model also has phenomenal personal control. He can deal with a multi casualty trauma, coax an elderly woman out of her house before the large bits of debris floating rapidly downstream in rising waters wipes out both it and the rescue boat; comfort an accident victims family and then read in the morning paper how the SES were unable to locate the house quickly enough despite the fast the house is on a farm 73km from the units depot and has no road sign, property name or number and they hadn’t given a phone number to call back on.”
Finally, the angel bent over and ran a finger across the cheek of the SES member, “There’s a leak,” she pronounced, “Maybe you’re trying to put too much into this model.”
“That’s not a leak”, said the lord “It’s a tear.”
“What is that for?”
“It’s for bottled up emotions and stress, for casualties they have tried in vain to save, for commitment to that hope that they will make a difference in a person’s chance to survive.”
“You’re a genius lord.” Exclaimed the angel.
The lord looked sombrely at the angel and said, “You don’t get it do you? You see, the tear is the one thing I didn’t make.”
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