Sunny
Side Up
A late night
comedy had me riveted to my TV one humid June evening. Through the upper
windows of my tree house cottage, a soft breeze moved through my bedroom. The
upper windows were completely open as I hadn’t yet put the screens back on them.
Out of the corner of my sight, I noticed a tail rush quickly by my leg.
“It must be
the cat,” I mussed. Then I realized, I don’t have a cat…Or a dog…Or any animal!
In horror, I rushed into the kitchen to see a large rat squeezing its body
through a floor hole.
The next
morning, fearful of encountering a rat scurrying over my toes, I apprehensively
turned on the burner to make my eggs as I was watching the floor for any sudden
animal movements. My thoughts were then interrupted when I suddenly remembered
my early morning appointment with the car dealership for a tune-up. Completely
distracted and rushed, I locked the door as I dashed to my car.
At the
dealership, as I reached for my cup of hot chocolate, I felt hungry for
breakfast. Then remembered I had skipped breakfast, but that my eggs were STILL
frying over medium heat. If that weren’t bad enough, my cottage was surrounded
by deep, flammable forest.
“Lord,” I
prayed with panicked depth, “I screwed up. Please, please protect my cottage!
Put your angels around it and guard it. Don’t let all the neighbors’ houses
burn down because of my negligence!”
Forty minutes
had passed since I had left the cottage as the mechanic and I sped to my house.
I frantically checked the sky for smoke or fire and held my cell phone ready to
dial 911. As we reached the driveway, I was amazed that not only was the cottage
still standing, but there were no flames or smoke. I rushed inside to quickly
lifted the blackened pan off the stove…just as it started to smoke.
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