As many of you know this past week and currently our little town of Magnolia has been hit by wildfires. It started on Monday. By Tuesday it was out of control. Bobby decided on Tuesday he needed to go help. I was confident in his knowledge of fire fighting and fire safety (17 years of experience), but I was still worried about him. We did leave our home for 2 days, due to the smoke. We were very blessed that is never threatened our neighborhood. Our neighborhood and surrounding ones were really being protected by the firemen and women. We live in a heavy wooded area and everyone is on propane. So the though of exploding propane tanks on each property did not sit well with me. Bobby fought the fire all week and slept most of the day Saturday. This was the first time he had fought fire since we have been together. I had a special God moment that I wanted to share with everyone.
One of the nights, it was getting very late and I had not heard from Bobby in quite sometime. I was letting my nerves get the best of me. I saw a picture on facebook and reposted it with the saying "I know he is with my husband right now. "
I prayed in that moment and felt better. I trust my God and knew we were all in the right place at the moment. A bit later I got a call from Bobby. He was headed in for the night. I have to admit I was relieved, it was after midnight. He told me he had been working with some young EMS guys. They were not real experienced with fighting fire. At one point they were standing about 30 yards away from a fire trying to shoot the water on it. He new this was not making progress so he told one of the guys "lets go put this one. Fall in behind me." So he took the hose, crossed embers and was waist deep in embers and some flames. That is when he realized, the guys did not join him. So he turned to the flames and begin putting them out. Right then he felt a tap on his shoulder and heard a voice that said "I am with you. Let's put this out." One the fire was out, and they were back at the truck, he took a minute to thank the guy. This man had seen what happened and knew Bobby was doing the right thing and went to help him. During their conversation they got to know some about each other. What Bobby told me next about the "big ol boy" as he described him made me cry for the first time. He said "He is the Chaplin for his division of the department." I knew in that moment, God was there. He put another believer beside Bobby, when I needed it the most. Yes, I said when I needed it. God is so good. Bobby does not want to be a hero, or praised for his work, but knowing God is taking care of him blessed each of us. This summer we had both missed the opportunity to serve in mission. He looked at me on Saturday and said, I was needing to serve this summer, just didn't know it would be fighting fire again. Needless to say he will be going to the firehouse on Tuesday to sign up to volunteer again! So proud of him.
Again I just wanted to share this wonderful story of God showing His protection of us!
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