Burns healed

One Monday night in August of 1998, I was spray painting next to our gas hot-water heater. I had never had gas appliances before and was ignorant of the implications of what I was doing. After a short time the flame ignited the fumes, and my face, arms, and feet were badly burned.

I immediately cried out for help and went into the next room, retrieved the fire extinguisher, and walked back to the fire. As I was carrying the extinguisher, I was turning it over in my hands, realizing that I had never used one before and feeling I didn't know how. I told God that this was up to Him, and He needed to show me. Without words, and having utter confidence in God, I knew what to do and put out the fire. Without thinking, I then went to the tub and began running cool water. We had company at the time—my mom, my brother-in-law, his wife, and their son. They came to my aid and found me sitting on the side of the tub, repeating "I am so thankful. I am so thankful." And was I ever! I had caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and I looked a fright. My hair was singed; there was soot all over me. But I could walk; I could think; I could see. I felt I had everything in God's universe to be grateful for. I felt so loved and protected.

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