Tonight we had one of the biggest lightning storms I've ever seen. I was out visiting some women from church, and was afraid for my life on my way home. As I turned the corner on to my street, a bolt of lightning shook the Suburban, lit up the neighborhood and cracked so loud it was deafening. I ran inside to tell Derek that I was just sure it had hit our neighborhood somewhere.
About 10 minutes later, our neighbors across the street called to tell us the house 4 houses down from us was on fire. Their attic, over the garage was smoking and then later flaming. Derek went out in the rain to see what he could do. The firemen were pulling up, and the kids and Dad were safely outside. It looked like everything was under control.
Then 10 minutes later we go out to find the attic engulfed in flames. It caved in and the rest of the roof was smoking and then flaming. The firemen had the big crane hose on it. All of us stood and watched this house engulfed in fire. It was heart-breaking to say the least. The entire attic was on fire…and most everything else will be destroyed from either smoke or fire.
Remember my post about our friend, Daylen? He just moved with his family to Colorado two weeks ago? This is his house. A new family had just moved in from Iowa. They have two boys, ages 8 and 10.
I stood inside a neighbor's house and tried my best to console, love on, comfort and lift the mom, Susan. She's a scrapbooker and will most likely have lost all of her precious books and pictures.
Say a little prayer for this family.
This one hit very close to home…literally. And we are thankful to be going to sleep in a house that is still standing tonight.
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