Ladies Auxiliary Prayer

Welcome to the
White County Fire Department
Ladies Auxiliary

Cleveland, GA

Ladies Prayers

“A Mother’s Prayer”
The alarm goes off, ready to go, all with no hesitation
Time to save a soul or a home, straight to that destination

This prayer’s for my son, as that fire calls
Protecting the innocent and fighting flaming walls

Guide him with your strength, the courage to pull him through
Give him that breath of air, if he gets down to his last few

By chance he may get weak; do give him the will to stand
Carry him as you said, your” Foot Prints in the Sand”

He will have to lift or ax a door today
May your angels chip away, helping along the way

There’s always the unknown, of what they call “back draft”
Secure your arms around him, and the others who have his back

Make way for him to listen, to hear that persons call
If he gets blinded, give him sight, direct him down that hall

Determined to break a window, to rescue that angry dog
Or fight the wild fires, to keep lands beauty how it belongs

Keep their team in motion, to know where one is at
They’re taking turns in and out, of these fires that attack

When that duty’s done, he’ll have peace of mind
You were right beside him; he now thanks you for your time

Lord I ask this of you, I pray you watch over him
Help him always save the lives, then return him to me again.

“Dedicated to all Firefighters”
(Written by Carolyn Kay Carr)
Copyright©2007 Carolyn Kay Carr

A Firefighter's Mom

From the time I was born
she knew I was special
And with a gleam in her eye
she would tell me
"You're different from the rest.
You're better than the best".
As I looked up at her
with adoration in my five year old eyes
I told her
"I'm going to be a firefighter, Mom".

Many years later, many years older,
she would call after me
as I rushed out of the house
"You're the best at what you do
But please be safe, I don't want to lose you".
As I got into my car to race to the station
I would turn to scold her
"I'm a firefighter, Mom".

She was always worried.
She would always pray.
And one night, I over heard her say,
"Dear God, watch over my firefighter child.
There's nothing I can do.
I cannot protect him(her) like you.
For I am just a firefighter's Mom".

As I sit at her grave
I can't help but remember the person that she was.
She was patient, she was kind
and she was proud of me.
And as I look into the heavens,
I whisper to her,
"You were different from the rest,
Better than the best.
You were the best at what you did.
A I didn't want to lose you.
God is watching over you.
There is nothing I can do".

And then I whisper to God,
"Dear God, watch over my Mom.
There's nothing I can do.
I cannot protect her like you.
You see, she was different from the rest.
She was better than the best.
She was the best at what she did.
I didn't want to lose her.
She was a firefighter's Mom".

Ladies Auxiliary Prayer

The ladies wait while their men respond,
united as one in a common bond.
The bond of serving, each in their own way,
the needs that arise, be what they may.
The reheated meals, the unsipped drink, are a common occurrence,
much more than you think.
It's mostly rountine and done without flair,
the men return, their ladies are there.
But then comes the call, the tough one to fight,
a working fire that may last through the night.
The ladies again wait, but this time they know,
that sooner or later, they too will go.
As they wait for the signal, the time draws near,
for that sooner or later to be suddenly here.
The men are all weary, some of them spent,
the refreshments that arrive are like heaven sent.
The auxiliary , in fact, is more than a name,
it's dedicated arm of the volunteer game.
So when God we pray, for the fireman's care,
include the ladies, who are also there.

Author: Laurie Allen

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