Back in February of 2007 our house burned down around me. I was the only one in the house and when I woke up the house was totally engulfed in flames, except for our bedroom. I opened the bedroom door and all that was there was a wall fo flames. I had no where to go! I started screaming for my husband but never hear anything but the roar of the fire. I tried to knock out either window in our bedroom, but they would not budge. I was screaming and crying, I begged God not to let me die like this in the fire, and it was so cool. It was like He just reached down and wrapped his arms around me and I had a peace that was just unbealieavable. I was able to think and I took a comforter off the bed, wrapped up in it and ran through the fire and managed to get out of the house alive, THANK YOU LORD. I was burned badly, but I am alive, and I owe every breath I breath take to our precious Lord.

I know that I am alive because God isn't done with me yet.

It is really strange in a way, my husband and i were having some marrital problems, and it seems that after I was well into recovery we finally with the help and direction of God, our marriage is better than ever!

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