Protection Amidst the Storm

It is funny how when I first heard about a memorial box and wrote this post, I could barely come up with a single solitary item to put in such a box. God has certainly answered my prayers by opening up my eyes to see the evidence of His presence in my life. I now have a HUGE list of items I am trying to locate for my box! And a box for that matter! For now though I would like to share how God has provided for my family very recently.

As many of you know, my family has been dealing with the tragic death of my husband's Mother & Step-Father. (You can read about what happened here.) Last week was a frantic blur as we dealt with that loss. The day of the funeral my sister came to get my kids for me. At the ages of four and two we had prayerfully decided not to take them to the funeral so they were headed out to have a day of fun with Aunt Jenn. They ended up deciding to stay home and watch a movie, (a real treat for my munchkins!) instead of going elsewhere. While they were watching the movie my four year old noticed something strange.

"Aunt Jenn, the light is smoking."

My sister told me she didn't see anything at first, but my little Kayli Bugg was insistent. It didn't take Jennifer long to realize the room was in-fact filling with smoke. Evidently Kayli remembered our "If there is ever a fire talk" because she grabbed her little sister's hand and was knocking on my neighbors front door before my sister could stop freaking out long enough to follow them. My sister called the fire department because she didn't know how to unplug the light and the fire department was at our house and inside before a real fire ever broke out. Firemen told my sister that a few minutes longer and the whole house would have caught fire and been lost! Thankfully they were able to safely disconnect the light, blow all the smoke out of the house, and leave before we ever returned from the burial.

The only remnants of the near disaster is a scorch mark and a melted & charred light fixture. Because the light is so big and won't exactly fit in my Memorial Box I have decided to put a small photo album with these photographs in it instead.






When we got home and learned of what had transpired while we were gone I was in awe of what God had spared us from. Due to Linny's Blog I was all to familiar with the devastation that could have been....

If we had decided to take the girls to the funeral...

If my sister had taken them somewhere fun...

If they had been anywhere in the whole house... except sitting on the couch, watching a movie where the 'smoking light' was directly in their line of view... we would have come home to disaster....

So many ifs that no one can deny that it was God alone who provided protection over our children and protection over our home that day.

I don't know why God spared our home and not the home of another's; but, He did & we will always remember His protection.

So how about you? How has God shown up in your life? What is it that you need to remember? Why not start your own memorial box and join in on our effort to NEVER FORGET.