".......and my mommy cried, and she cried, and killed the fire, and said Praise come, and the policemen came and......." that's my 3yr old relating the recent fire episode we had at our house to some of our family friends.
I had never seen anything like it..it brings to mind Isaiah 43:2, "When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you."
It was a saturday afternoon about two weeks ago. I decided to make some food for the week and everything was progressing well except I felt I did not add the palm oil to the Egusi early enough, so I decided to bleach the palm oil to make up time to avoid some extra cooking time. I put the oil in a small saucepan on the backburner and exited to the living room to give it some time to bleach. After what seemed like a few minutes I came back to a smoke filled room and a naked fire climbing up on to my range/mounted microwave and spreading!
Jesus!! what is this?! looking back now...I can boldly say with an angel's guidance and the Lord's protection, I grabbed the pot and slammed it into the sink, splattering hot oil all the the place. Right before my eyes, the fake plant on my sink sill caught fire and I started dumping water and then I remembered water doesn't help fire...i remembered salt! I poured some on the fire, "killed it" and realized I was shaking all over. There was smoke everywhere, still shaking and with a shaking voice, I scrambled and called for my son who had been napping. At the same time the smoke alarm was screeching plus the security fire alarm I pressed to alert firefighters plus the weird noise the burning microwave was making (To God's glory that fire somehow got "killed" without any human intervention)
And so.. Praise and I made out the back door to the deck...without shoes (but socks) by then the firemen had made it to us and I tell you seeing them walking in with their uniforms was like watching a movie scene unfold. They walked through the house witch such command and I swear they were very "serious" until they had made sure everything was fine. After a thorough inspection or what seemed like it, they became friendlier with Praise and I.
Shortly after they left, MCL (my husband) arrived from the meeting I had scared him out of...our pastor followed shortly after...he prayed with us...and we just gave thanks....
Lesson Learned: Thanks, thanks
We give you thanks
For all you have done
We are so blessed
Our hearts have found rest
Oh Lord
We give you thanks
