Facebook memories showed me that it’s been four years since our fire.
If you’ve been tracking with me since the beginning, you might remember that story. There was a string of arsons that night and our garage was burnt down…not without a couple of miracles though.
I was woken up in the night by an loud fire alarm, only to find out later that there was no alarm.
When I wrote the blog post later that day, I knew I had been changed, but I couldn’t quite point out how or even why.
Well four years can sure hold a lot. Andrew and I often refer back to that fire as one of the best things that could have happened to us.
First, we came into some money through the insurance that freed us up to go to a conference that confirmed what we already knew, we were called into full time ministry.
Second, our life perspective was shifted. Any area that our priorities were out of line, seemed to fall back into place after watching our backyard in flames, unsure if we’d ever go back in our house.
I like to think of that night as an attention grabber from God. Not that he caused the fire, but he certainly used it to ask us what we were doing with our lives.
It was from this moment that we made some big decisions to live on less so we could do more with our lives.
We discovered that our house, vehicles, possessions, stuff…none of it matters as long as we as a family are together, AND doing what God has called us to do.
I wouldn’t trade that life lesson for everything that was in that garage times a million.
The words from a Jesus Culture song “Alive in You” came to my mind as I was thinking about the last four years.
“You are strong in my brokenness. Sovereign over every step. Even in the fire, I’m alive in you.”
I’m encouraged tonight that the other “fires” in my life are going to be a catapulting force as well.
I will not be consumed, but I will continue to be transformed more into the woman God has called and created me to be.