I believe in signs. I went through some rough years prior to joining the Air Force as a firefighter back in 1998. Before the Air Force I worked
for/with developmentally disabled kids, and one of them became one of my best friends. His name was Michael Wagner. And, when he passed on at age 18 I
missed him very very much. Work began to remind me of him every day. I decided it was time for a change, and made a choice to join the Air Force and
see some of the world.
The recruiter’s office and MEPS in Chicago said they wanted me to sign on a guaranteed firefighter position. Driving home from Chicago during my 3
hour drive home I was listening to a rock n roll channel that was playing nothing but 70s and 80s music. I turned off the radio for less than a minute
and said a little prayer to GOD asking for a little sign, any sign at all. I turned back on the radio and instead of hearing a 70s or 80s song I heard
Garth Brook’s song “Standing Outside the Fire”. GOD gave me a sign, or at least I thought so.
After Basic Training I was re-assigned to Goodfellow Air Force Base in Texas for firefighter training at the Fire Academy. While there I saw the video
for the song “Standing Outside the Fire” which had a lot to do with my previous profession. So I figured GOD had a sense of humor and thought
maybe it wasn’t a sign, I was no longer sure.
After I finished training at Goodfellow Air Force Base I was sent to Nellis Air Force Base in Las Vegas, Nevada in January of 1999. As I was walking
from the parking lot to the front door I was nervous, really nervous. Again I said a brief prayer to GOD for a good day, and a sign that I was doing
the right thing. This was my first time reporting in for work, and I didn’t know what to expect. There was an older civilian sitting out at the
smoking table on the patio outside the door. He called me over and I introduced myself and told him a little about me. He was hilarious and really
made me feel at home. He introduced himself by his nickname which was “Cleet”. After about a half an hour making a new friend and getting a lot of
good advice I was headed in to meet my new boss and as I held the door open Cleet said to me: “My name isn’t Cleet by the way. That’s just my
nickname. My name is Michael Wagner, family and friends call me Cleet, though.”
Yes. I believe in signs.
If anyone doesn't believe this is a true story send me a message and I'll let you know my name on facebook, same picture is my avatar, and there is a
thread on my wall about this with well over 50 comments from both firefighters I worked with in the military and also coworkers from where I worked
with Michael. There are over a dozen people who can validate it is true.
Do any other ATSers care to share their "signs" stories here?
I will share more later. But, I would love to read/hear about your stories, too. Thanks.
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Wow truly an incredible story, GOD works in very mysterious ways but works for you if you believe and place your faith in Him, your story was very
beautiful and has me alert for signs of my own from GOD thank you for sharing and I will share when I can. God bless you
Beautiful! I believe you, entirely. We all have signs, if only we took the time to look and listen for them. Thank you for your service in the
military, couldn't begin to imagine what you have to deal with.
I suggest we all say a little prayer about "Am I where I am suppose to be?" But the biggest part is having faith and the courage to change it if we
discover it isn't. Kudos to you for following your heart.
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