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Feeling God’s love during and after a fire
As our prayers embrace the thousands affected by the raging wildfires here in California, an experience from my childhood comes to thought, bringing helpful insights.
On Christmas Day when I was twelve years old, our family was sitting in front of the Christmas tree opening packages, when we saw smoke outside the picture window. Since we lived near a small railroad station, we thought at first that it was smoke from a train, but we soon realized it was much more than that—and it was coming from our home.
Men from the volunteer fire department in our small town—some still in their pajamas—came to our aid. We had a pond on the property, but since the fire hoses had not been well maintained, it was very difficult to get enough water to put out the flames. Our family was praying for these dedicated men, knowing that God was guiding and protecting them as they worked so diligently to save our house. Ultimately the fire was extinguished and we were all safe, but our house would need to be rebuilt.
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