It was a heart wrenching weekend in our subdivision Saturday.
I was fixing dinner at approximately 4:00 pm when I heard sirens up close and
personal. Husband was out running some errands, so I thought perhaps he had
been accosted for making a turn without indicating (he’s been known to do this on
occasion).
When I went outside the door
to have a look, a police officer was setting up traffic cones to prohibit
travel on our street. This was just to
the east of our home.
As I approached the street I saw the neighbor’s house
across the street and two doors down fully
engulfed in flames. The police were there in force setting up perimeters, the
emergency medical personal, but the fire department (all volunteer, mind you)
had not yet arrived. We could hear the sirens wailing in the distance.
I went back into the house, turned off the stove and joined
my neighbors. Two doors down, our
neighbor had the mother and two children in her home. So many tears and so much
sorrow as the mother watched her home being consumed by flame. The young
daughter’s concern was pets left inside the home… but the family, the mother
and children were safely outside the burning home.
The firefighters arrived and began in earnest their attempt
to extinguish the blazing home. A hydrant was close at hand and they hooked up
and began to hose down the exterior and the garage that was open and spewing
flames as if it were a dragon’s lair.
Where the fire damaged the roof |
Once some ground had been gained, several firefighters
climbed to the roof and began the arduous task of inspecting it for ‘hot spots’
each of them using a long pole. After
they climbed back down, portions of the roof burst into flames. Next we heard a
horrific explosion and the vehicle parked in the driveway burst into flame.
Our street was awash with not only the emergency responders,
but the” lookie-loos” who come to watch the unfolding tragedy. Those, the curious, the sight seers.
The garage, where it appears the fire started |
The father showed up and approached his wife asking for
clarification on “how could this happen?” All in all, it was an unpleasant exchange and
my heart broke for this wife in the anger the husband expressed over the happening situation.
Lea from My Letters to Emily wrote of her state’s devastating
tornadoes from this past week. She pondered the ago old question of “why”… Why, indeed.
It is always amazing to watch, see and hear a person’s
response to tragedy and the “why” of it all.
The vehicle that was destroyed |
Please
pray for this family as they are brought to mind. Pray they are able to recover and that this tragedy does not destroy their family unit.
Simply yours,
Tamara
II Corinthians 1:3-5The Message
The Rescue
3-5 All praise to the God and Father of our Master, Jesus the Messiah! Father of all mercy! God of all healing counsel! He comes alongside us when we go through hard times, and before you know it, he brings us alongside someone else who is going through hard times so that we can be there for that person just as God was there for us. We have plenty of hard times that come from following the Messiah, but no more so than the good times of his healing comfort—we get a full measure of that, too.
Indeed Tamara, his opening words of "thank the Lord you are all safe and well" would have been nicer me-thinks.
ReplyDeleteHopefully they carry insurance, so "things" can be rebuilt, and they need prayers that their family unit will survive and flourish.
A very distressing event to happen in one's street none-the-less.
Hugs to you dear Tamara
Rose
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How awful! Hopefully the husband came to his senses later on and realized lucky they all are to be alive.
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