After years of neglect, we are in the fixing, repairing, and cleaning mode, which also means piles of stuff, junk. Too much for hauling to a dump, believe me, we’ve had our share of loads there. So we burn what we can. Like yesterday. Cool air without a breeze, the process begins. There are good burns, then there are BAD ones.
We had a bad one.
A breeze snatched fire out of the good one and began to burn a bad one, as in our farm, up, in smoke. During this time I was napping, rousing, but still oblivious. Until my kids burst in my room with “Mom, we got a problem!” Can we say, understatement?
This wildfire now growing bigger as a mysterious breeze from out of nowhere feeds this monster. Very bad indeed. Furiously we try to control it. Bigger it grows. 911 now rushing in my head, I run to find my phone. Why are those things so hard to find when you really NEED them??
It’s a good thing we live next to a fire department. I said that already and it’s worth repeating. Before I could find my phone, they show up. A neighbor driving a water truck and my children standing at our door, praying. It took the whole truck to put the fire out. A lot more dousing with a water hose into the hours were done before we were satisfied we killed the fire. Killed, like slayed. Dead and drenching wet.
I could say the lesson is keep a water hose nearby or move next door to a fire dept. And actually if it wouldn’t have been for lovely Hubby’s mowing this area a couple weeks before, this could’ve and would’ve been worse. Another bright side: I only watched our wildfire from our front yard, not on Foxnews.
Keeping this place mowed & cleaned is the same application to my life (or junk piles in and wayward grass grows up). Can you believe controlled burns are excellent for managing these wildfires? They are and leave nutrients too. Spiritually needed is HIS refreshing water nearby for dousing because Lord knows, it’ll take a lot of it. Those sinful fires kicked up from fleshy breezes.
The real lesson: For HIM to ignite controlled burns in our life and douse HIS water for the ones started by us! If all else fails, call 911, HE’ll be right there. Like a good neighbor and the fire dept. next door.
"Walk With Him Wednesday"
I've written about those burns. Always a lesson in the fires that consume. Glad you're safe!
ReplyDeleteDeidra, I'll have to check it out! Thanks for stopping in. Enjoyed your words on your post, music.
ReplyDeleteOh how frightening! So glad it was able to be taken care of, and everyone is ok.
ReplyDeleteFire is such a wild & dangerous element apart from the Lord's use of it.
ReplyDeleteMy hubby was a volunteer fireman many years ago, and his experience/stories of both the controlled & uncontrolled burns was nothing short of hair-raising.
Blessings,
Kathleen
Corinne, YES, it was scary and I learned how hard it is to put out a fire once it gets started! Much more effort to goes into putting into it than starting one.
ReplyDeleteKathleen!
ReplyDeleteYour Hubby has been one of those kind neighbors who comes in our time of need. What a blessing. My Hubby loves his day job (farmer 2nd) for the very same reason. Pilot for air ambulance company. But yours, did his a volunteer. A double blessing to those who receive. Our fire dept is also volunteer, right next door.
So funny, when the adults are running around looking for phones, or scrambling to put out fire, it was my children who quickly said "We're going to pray, Mom!" Now why didn't I think of that, first? :)