Life IS Fragile - and a Gift. Enjoy the Present.
Thank God for the smoke alarm! She thought that it was malfunctioning,
as the continual "beep, beep, beep" woke her up in the middle of the
night. She was trying to figure out how to stop the noise when he came
tearing down the stairs of the house screaming 'Get out! The house is
on fire!!". He grabbed her hand, and both ran through the front door
into the dark clear night sky.... they got out just in time before the
roof caved in. Both stood and gawked - shocked and amazed - at the
flames that consumed their lives.
Yes, this happened this past weekend to a couple of friends of mine. I
cried. It broke my heart that the house they were putting so much
effort into was suddenly a charred pile of remains of memories where
"home" was once called.
She had decided 3 weeks ago that a smoke alarm would be wise, at the
suggestion of someone else, and installed one. Coincidence? No, of
course not. Those that know me know I don't believe in "coincidence".
As in any small town, the news itself traveled as fast as a wild fire.
People came out from all over to assist, bring food and clothing and
offer what sympathy or empathy they could. It was a true outpouring of
love.
Talk about how fragile our existence is! Do you take your possessions
and all that you have for granted? I know there are times that I do. I
just assume that I will wake up every morning, go through the same
wonderful routine, say my prayers and move forward waiting with
anticipation to see what the day will hold.
My prayers go out to these friends of mine that I know will never look
at life the same again. As they were sifting through the rubble and
remains, she would hold a picture in her mind of what was once an object lovingly
placed in a particular spot. Then, as if gratitude overwhelmed her- it
occurred to her to say a prayer of thanks to God - at least she was
alive and able to sift through the charred remains.
Thank God you have today. I am.
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I'm available for a limited time this morning,
and all afternoon.
Sending you Angels!
Jane