Out of the Rubble

A two year old boy is pulled from the rubble. You can see it in his eyes, read it on his face: He had been trapped. He was hurt and bewildered. He had cried and no one came. It was so dark. There were fearsome noises. Where was Mommy? . . . .









Then, strangers, men in scary clothes, uncovered him and picked him up . . . .





There was commotion all around in the dark . . . .

But, suddenly, night turned to day. Fear turned to joy . . . .

Mommy came!

All is well!

Mommies are magic that way.