After talking with my son, Louis, and daughter-in-law, Amy, this evening, how glad I am that an unrecognized, potentially deadly danger was found and eliminated before serious harm was done.
I'm thanking the Lord that I won't be hearing on the news tomorrow that they and their children had died.
This afternoon, Amy heard a strange noise and didn't know what it could be. She checked the smoke alarm, but it wasn't going off. About that time Lou arrived home. They found that the CO detector in the basement was shrieking. It was registering 79.
We are awed at the Lord's provision in that the alarm was in the basement at all. The house is newly built, and has a hardwired alarm system. However, Lou had bought a CO alarm for their former home. Because it had been expensive, Lou didn't want to throw it out, so plugged it in, in their new basement.
When Amy called for help, emergency workers told her to get the family out of the house. Firemen arrived in their fire truck. They found the source of the CO as coming from the kitchen stove. Fumes were being sucked into the basement by the air conditioning system.
The house was aired and tested. The basement CO level dropped to zero.
My almost four-year-old grandson, Clayton, was glad to sit on the fire truck and have his picture taken wearing the badge the firemen gave him. Full of questions, as usual, Clayton wanted to know about CO and CO2. The fireman told him, "It is bad air." He explained that, "You could breathe it and go to sleep and never wake up."
So, when I was on the phone after 10 p.m., I could hear that Clayton still wasn't asleep and wanted his dad to go upstairs with him. Maybe he was afraid to shut his eyes and "wake up dead." Lou had tried to explain that the alarm had done what it was supposed to. It sounds a warning if there is any bad air. Now the air is all right, and in the morning people would come to see what is wrong with the stove.
How easily we plod through routine days and nights, oblivious to the Lord's protecting and keeping power, preserving us in so many ways.
I can't express how grateful and happy I am that this story has a happy ending. I'm wondering about how many times we are protected from dangers which we probably won't know about until we get to heaven.
I can sympathize with families who have met tragedy. Certainly thoughts of how things could have been different race through the mind. Harm and loss doesn't mean that God wasn't there, and didn't care. He apparently had other plans and purposes in those cases. I do know that God's love and comfort always is available, even in the worst of times. He is a loving, faithful God.
But there are times when we just have to say, "THANK YOU, LORD!"
-- Nancy Spiegelberg
I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep:
for thou, LORD, only makest me dwell in safety.
Psalm 4:8 (KJV)
"Forget not all His benefits."-Psalm 103:2
It is a delightful and profitable occupation to mark the hand of God in the lives of ancient saints, and to observe His goodness in delivering them, His mercy in pardoning them, and His faithfulness in keeping His covenant with them. But would it not be even more interesting and profitable for us to remark the hand of God in our own lives? Ought we not to look upon our own history as being at least as full of God, as full of His goodness and of His truth, as much a proof of His faithfulness and veracity, as the lives of any of the saints who have gone before? We do our Lord an injustice when we suppose that He wrought all His mighty acts, and showed Himself strong for those in the early time, but doth not perform wonders or lay bare His arm for the saints who are now upon the earth. Let us review our own lives. Surely in these we may discover some happy incidents, refreshing to ourselves and glorifying to our God. Have you had no deliverances? Have you passed through no rivers, supported by the divine presence? Have you walked through no fires unharmed? Have you had no manifestations? Have you had no choice favours? The God who gave Solomon the desire of his heart, hath He never listened to you and answered your requests? That God of lavish bounty of whom David sang, "Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things," hath He never satiated you with fatness? Have you never been made to lie down in green pastures? Have you never been led by the still waters? Surely the goodness of God has been the same to us as to the saints of old. Let us, then, weave His mercies into a song. Let us take the pure gold of thankfulness, and the jewels of praise and make them into another crown for the head of Jesus. Let our souls give forth music as sweet and as exhilarating as came from David's harp, while we praise the Lord whose mercy endureth for ever.
-- From "Morning and Evening" by Charles H. Spurgeon.
Daily devotionals from Spurgeon's "Morning and Evening"
can be found at The Father's Household page.