Her Poor Poor Legs!

Life Lesson Learned: Don't spray paint near an open flame.

My poor mother had a incident with a fire last week. While spray painting the storage room the water heater pilot light caught the fumes and the room went a blaze. Luckily my brother (our hero) was prompted to go down and see how she was doing and that is when it went kaboom. He grabbed her and got her out. The bruisng on her arms are from him grabbing her. His legs hairs are gone and he has minor burns. My moms legs were pretty bad as you can see (and these are beautiful compared to what they looked like a week ago with the black dead skin). The top layer of her hair was fried and fell out as well as her eyelashes I think are shorter and a spot on her lip and well as some of her finger tips. My mom says she will never get over seeing them standing in a room (the size of a closet) full of fire. The blast was so powerful that it knocked cans off the shelf and blew the door open. She says her body still aches. The amazing thing is where their clothes/garments were they were not even touched by the fire. You can image what the outcome would have been had their clothes caught on fire. Although our garments are symbolic as a reminder of the covenants we have made with our Heavenly Father in the temple, we are also told that they will be a shield and protection to us as long as we are faithful to our covenants. No they are not magical but I have heard many stories where this has been the case and I'm glad it was not my mom's or my brother's time to go. The fire chief says they are lucky to be alive, because in these situations the people rarely walk away. So today we are thankful for the prompting from the Holy Ghost who helps us when we are in need of help and help us to make the right choices and help others, if we but listen. I'm also thankful for a Heavenly Father who hears and answers our prayers and I'm so thankful for my wonderful family. I don't know what I would do without them.