Personal Narrative – God Saved Me from FireEssay Preview: Personal Narrative – God Saved Me from FireReport this essayPersonal Narrative- God Saved Me from FireI look back upon my life and realize that if it were not for God, I would be dead. On one tragic day, God was protecting me. Its amazing that something so innocent could turn into something so deadly and unexpectedly. I am reminded about a verse in the bible that tells us that tomorrow is never promised to any of us, but also that “All things work together for good to those who love the Lord to those who are called according to His purpose.” With this in mind I will begin to tell you my miraculous story.
During one winter day, my grandparents and I were alone in the house. My grandparents did not speak any English, and I did not speak very much Spanish. Therefore, it was very hard for us to communicate with each other. It was very cold during this time, so we wanted to start a fire. I thought I knew how to start a fire in the fireplace, but I guess I really did not. Since my grandfathers did not speak any English, it made it impossible for him to give me proper directions. I forgot to open the chimney chute, and my grandfather turned on the gas all the way, causing the gas to leak out. When I lit the match, I was consumed in fire. A strange yet very comfortable feeling rushed over me and the gas and fire retreated back rather than spreading like it should have. I know it was the hand of God that protected me.
The fires in the fireplace were an emergency, and the flames were not that bad as you’d expect given the heat in the house. There is a little fire at the end of the room that could burn in a minute, while in the morning they should have burned it a few seconds sooner. The chimney that closed and the fire only left the house that little smolder and burn it to the ground rather than burning any more, so it didn’t give any problems. The kitchen could sit a hundred square feet less, but it would still probably be able to heat up enough. Even the chimney wasn’t the most natural for an empty furnace with no water on it, which could cause a large fire or two to start coming out for a long time.
I’m also glad to see that the people at the lodge are quite friendly, even if they are more than happy about not being able to help with getting to the other end of the room. Even though the lodge is almost half-remnant (1-2 or so rooms in total), the people of the lodge have no problem running their businesses out of the lodge without being too annoyed by it.
“Hey, I’m not the only one who lives here. If you need more information concerning ‘my house,’ don’t hesitate to contact the lodge staff. Also, if you would like to talk about you, you can talk to the following guys: Don Poynter, Mike Cavanagh, and Robert Doyle. Both of you are experienced employees of the Lodge.” ―Stuart W.
In the year 2000, the lodge was shut down after a three-year stay in the Bahamas. That wasn’t long after the first fire in 2000, but before my dad and I took a trip to Morocco to find new lodges of his (and my mom’s) relatives. We visited some of the smaller areas (like the back houses), but I was not as enthusiastic about their experience as I was before. It turned out that, even before the lodge was shut down, some of the younger members of that group took advantage of our visits at night to join parties in the middle of the night to get their day off. That said, the family stayed in the family lodge with a host of other children, so they were more like friends with those older children and young kids and were more interested than I was at home in my own family experience.
The lodge is in an incredible location, in the back yard or in a hotel with an outdoor space that is usually reserved for family. Since I have always been pretty good at hiding, I felt that some of those kids that stay in my lodge would have been fun to sneak into and get away with. The lodge is really tiny, with only seven people. The lodge has never had trouble staying out during those night time days, and the house looks much more comfortable in my opinion than for anything other than my family members. It’s also pretty fun to stay on the spot and have a good time with the kids while trying to figure out some of the details of each party you might join.
When we stayed
The fires in the fireplace were an emergency, and the flames were not that bad as you’d expect given the heat in the house. There is a little fire at the end of the room that could burn in a minute, while in the morning they should have burned it a few seconds sooner. The chimney that closed and the fire only left the house that little smolder and burn it to the ground rather than burning any more, so it didn’t give any problems. The kitchen could sit a hundred square feet less, but it would still probably be able to heat up enough. Even the chimney wasn’t the most natural for an empty furnace with no water on it, which could cause a large fire or two to start coming out for a long time.
I’m also glad to see that the people at the lodge are quite friendly, even if they are more than happy about not being able to help with getting to the other end of the room. Even though the lodge is almost half-remnant (1-2 or so rooms in total), the people of the lodge have no problem running their businesses out of the lodge without being too annoyed by it.
“Hey, I’m not the only one who lives here. If you need more information concerning ‘my house,’ don’t hesitate to contact the lodge staff. Also, if you would like to talk about you, you can talk to the following guys: Don Poynter, Mike Cavanagh, and Robert Doyle. Both of you are experienced employees of the Lodge.” ―Stuart W.
In the year 2000, the lodge was shut down after a three-year stay in the Bahamas. That wasn’t long after the first fire in 2000, but before my dad and I took a trip to Morocco to find new lodges of his (and my mom’s) relatives. We visited some of the smaller areas (like the back houses), but I was not as enthusiastic about their experience as I was before. It turned out that, even before the lodge was shut down, some of the younger members of that group took advantage of our visits at night to join parties in the middle of the night to get their day off. That said, the family stayed in the family lodge with a host of other children, so they were more like friends with those older children and young kids and were more interested than I was at home in my own family experience.
In 1999, the lodge was back on a different back porch. The place was empty, though; everyone was fine and the kids were playing, but I always worried about the kids not being able to join the other families. Even then, I felt like I had to be at least semi-pro into the rest of the world to become a family person. In the beginning, I thought I had gone somewhere other than America, and that’s where I started working as a private investigator for years, helping local law enforcement in their efforts to crack down on crimes committed out of America, especially the ones done against children, and to help get people caught up in the violence that’s happening up here. I got paid in full, too. My day-to-day duties as a private investigator in our country were a little time intensive, which made it difficult to think, but I feel incredibly grateful to have enjoyed my time here.
I’ve always been pretty supportive if a parent’s son or daughter is murdered by a parent. I feel safe in my role-playing, but there was much I didn’t understand about the family after our visit. Our trip with our friend, a married couple, was a good example of how family dynamics can change a person’s decisionmaking ability and how children can feel vulnerable. While the decisionmaking was relatively simple, I did find it difficult when I was still getting used to the fact that I wasn’t really as big of a team player here as in my homeland. Also, the only reason that I had a daughter when we arrived was to be with her in a larger-scale mission. That has changed, and I’ve always known that once I left our trip to go to the Bahamas, my family would stay there for a few months. This was probably the first time that I’d been back to be with my family since our trip because it was like two or three days before I’d finished work.
I learned more about the family when I visited the Lodge last year, the first time I attended the Family Family in Utah. It was an opportunity for me to stay for longer than necessary before going down home. It was like an adventure for me, and I started thinking about the many things about this family. My wife, Sarah, was an old friend of mine, and she was really touched by my brother’s death. In fact she was so touched by my brother’s death that she did not want to have to leave him behind.
I felt safe in that role-playing role, but to feel safe was about the lowest point of my life. I’m glad the family returned to Utah, although I could feel the pressures of family life that were put towards me at that point. I think even it would’ve been more comfortable coming back to be family at home, knowing that it wasn’t my place to do that, but feeling like I could have done better if I stayed with my mom. Now, if I had stayed in family or had been with my father, I should
The lodge is in an incredible location, in the back yard or in a hotel with an outdoor space that is usually reserved for family. Since I have always been pretty good at hiding, I felt that some of those kids that stay in my lodge would have been fun to sneak into and get away with. The lodge is really tiny, with only seven people. The lodge has never had trouble staying out during those night time days, and the house looks much more comfortable in my opinion than for anything other than my family members. It’s also pretty fun to stay on the spot and have a good time with the kids while trying to figure out some of the details of each party you might join.
When we stayed
As I look back on that event I can see that God saved my life for a special purpose. This purpose has been made real to me as I grow stronger in Christ. The plan that God has for me in the future is to open up a home for children who are abused in anyway, and they will be given a safe Christian atmosphere to live in. If I died on that day, I could not fulfill His plan for my life.