05/27/2026
God is really cool.
It’s the second to last day of school. We are driving with the windows down and as we are coming up on the driveway for Dunkin’ and Fleet Farm, I see a female duck in the road. I slow down so she can get to the curb but as I roll by I hear that tell-tale whistley peeping. Then I see her body language: head extended, calling out, and tail feathers spread out, wagging. Something was amiss and she was in distress. I pulled into Fleet and approached the curb. Yep, babies down the drain. Happy late-Spring!
I called the non-emergency dispatch and they said they would reach out to the Stevens Point Fire Department. I didn’t want to leave mom there to get hit and wanted to stay so I called the school to let them know we would be late but was reminded that the 8th graders are doing their graduation walk with the kindergarteners at 9. So I rushed the kids to school, they jumped out, and I drove back towards Fleet/home. I saw mama was in the grass up on the curb as I went by. So I ran home (about a mile away) to grab a fishing net, broom and bucket.
When I got back to the drain, I tried my absolute darndest to lift the grate but that was NOT happening by myself. Those things are heavy, guys! So I tried to use my net through the side to get the babies instead. No dice. Right on cue, the SPFD rolls up in a shiny fire engine. One of the guys walk over, sticks his hammer tool thing into the grate and lifts it off one-handed. (Show off lol). After lifting off a second grate (the babies kept running in the pipe between the two drains), we were able to shoo them into the net. All 11 were lifted out, and reunited with mom across the street. Thank you, SPFD. There’s no way I could have done all of that!
Feeling super gross from being around a stinky, gross drain, as soon as I got home, I wanted to shower (like 6 times lol). I take off my shirt and throw it in the hamper… then I realize that this was the shirt I wore today, not knowing or expecting to be rescuing ducklings from a drain. Irony or Godwink, I’m not sure but either way, it put a smile on my face.
Sometimes it feels like we are doing everything right but nothing is working out. We follow along but then fall down a metaphorical storm drain. Someone might try to reach out to help but at no fault of their own, it’s just not always enough. So we need to ask for help from God and just trust that he will find a way.
Honestly, lately I have kind of felt a little like the ducklings. I do what needs to be done but nothing really seems to go right, no matter what. I fell down a drain and I’m swimming in circles, just doing my best and surviving. A lot of people drive by, not even knowing anything is wrong and there might be someone that tries to help. But meanwhile I just have to keep treading water and trusting God. Eventually things will start working out again. And honestly, there’s probably a reason things happened the way they did. It’s all a part of a larger plan so it’s ok if it doesn’t make sense right now (or ever, to be honest.)
So tread that stinky drain water and keep trusting God. It will be ok.