“If it is burned up, he will suffer loss; he himself will be saved, but only as one escaping through the flames.” 1 Corinthians 3:15
So there I was, minding my own business in the church office, talking to the church secretary, when it happened…
AAAANNNGGGGGKKK!!! AAAANNNGGGGGKKK!!!
Little flashing strobes…
AAAANNNGGGGGKKK!!! AAAANNNGGGGGKKK!!!
Making our eardrums scream for help…
The fire alarm!
“Crap!” I thought. (Yes, I thought “Crap!” at church.) “Did I leave something on in the kitchen?”
I quickly went down to the kitchen to ensure my innocence while the Parents Day Out and Preschool kids evacuated the building.
No smoke.
No fire.
The church secretary silenced the alarm.
Then we heard sirens in the distance, steadily getting louder. The Fire Department was on its way!
First was the ambulance looking truck, then the pumper truck, then the ladder truck, and then the Fire Chief with the 4-wheel drive. The fire station is only about ½ a mile from the church. I’m thinking their time was probably under two minutes. Quite impressive, really.
Anyway, it was definitely a Kodak moment at church. I had to borrow a camera!
The date stamp wasn’t set on the camera, so it said it was roughly 3 ½ years ago, but I can assure you, it seems like it was only yesterday.
Wait, no, really it WAS!!
It was probably the most excitement I’ve had at church in a while, or maybe ever! Long story short, they think the sprinklers may have had low pressure or something.
Don’t you just love security systems?
The Bible Study class that was meeting eventually emerged, and they all blamed my cooking for setting off the alarm.
Apparently I wasn’t the only one doubting my culinary skills.
For the record, it was not my cooking... not this time.
The End.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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