posted on Mar, 14 2009 @ 10:03 PM
Just wanted to share with you what happened at my farm and our rural farming community today.
Many synchronicities, but let me just tell you what happened.
I can still smell the smoke on my clothing from a 3 1/2 hour battle with fire this afternoon. My neighbor an older widow woman (and without going into
her apparent psychological profile suffice it to say shes nuts) Carefully soaked the rectangle of winter grass around her mobile home and then began
lighting fires in the wind all around it.
Now we have a fairly tight neighborhood and pretty much watch out for one another. Well my family was just loading up at 3pm this afternoon to go over
to a friends for a dinner party and as we backed out of the drive way we could see the high flames across the back side of our property.
I drove cautiously but quickly over to the neighbors house where she was standing out with a trickling hose casually watering her 'lawn' all the
wile the entire countryside was catching on a fast blaze around her. I asked "can I help?" and she said no . At that point another neighbor met up
with me and we looked at the fire each other and I said, she cant handle this... he said afraid so, I said I'm going to go call it in and sped off.
911, and hung up, looking out my back door I could see the fire catching the wind and creating a line that was headed straight for our neighbors
corrals and all of his horses. It was headed our way too but the horses were fast becoming in peril. I told my boys to go grab all the pets and get
them out to the front yard, ( a mini pin, chiuaua, and scottie all in their cages as we were going out for the evening)
Meanwhile, I made it over to the neighbors as fast as a country girl can drive and coming from racecar driver stock (would have made em proud.)
I spun around in the drive and realized no one was home and to my right the horses were all jumping and baying at the black smoke and a 35 foot wall
of wind driven fiery inferno just 100 feet away.
Rastling with the fence and giant horses freaking out all around me, I realized this was going to be difficult ride. Saying a prayer as I continued to
attempt to save the horses I look down the 1/2 mile drive to one of our Mennonite neighbors passing by and I practically broke my arm waving him down,
by then the entire county could see the fire and smoke as it took over 20 acres in a circle and enveloped an old car on the woman's property.
He backed up and drove 50 miles an hour up to the corral, jumped out and said has it been called I almost cried to him , YES! but they haven't come!,
he puled out his cell phone and started calmly shouting in Dutch and then he and I got the horses on out to the next pasture.
It was during this time that we heard a loud explosion which sent seconds after the wall of flames higher and headed right towards us. He received a
call and told me, we have to get to your house, its almost reached your chicken house. he didn't even finish and I was speeding back.
Sure enough the blast had shot the fire out in the direction of my house fast and it was again a 10-12 foot wall heading straight to my back door.
By this time the Mennonites had arrived only moments after being called and at least 100 black mennonite cars and trucks came out of every direction
and young and old alike, strong healthy people began to surround my property and working in unison as if a single mind, with harmonious direction,
they began surround the entire fire with shovels and boots and rakes, you name it.
My sons all proved that they are brave and smart and capable under extreme situations and I could not be more proud of the young men they showed
themselves to be today. They too worked in unison and pointed out the equipment, ran for hoses and worked the farm and even saved the chickens. I said
&%#@ the chickens, you guys stay in this front yard! They didn't, they battled side by side with the firefighters.
At one point we had over 4 firefighting districts in surrounding counties on my property all working to save the farm and my home, all the while
running up the hill from us and back and forth to the horse property next door.
The mennonites were working the fire with their own fire department of their own, and when the 2 first trucks from the county came out, they had some
trouble and the Mennonites were the ones to help them get it going. They manned the hoses and at one point you couldn't tell which truck was which as
you had county firefighters hanging off mennonite trucks and visa versa.
The people up the road from us have a menagerie, and at any time , lions, tigers, peacocks everything you can think of, and the fire was headed
through the forested area up towards their place too.
Rushing through my house at one point early on walking in my home were several older Mennonite women who softly said, " you have things you want us
to help you get out?" I said just you guys and my boys, she softly said "if you want to save anything, we are here it is time..." It was at this
point I looked behind me at the french doors and the fire was headed to my house.
They helped with the family heirlooms and china, pictures and old lace, stuff that couldn't be replaced.
At some point I stopped to call my Grandma and Grandpa to let them know, and Grandma being part of a very large prayer circle I knew was on it, they
couldn't do anything, but their prayers were heard instantly, as the winds completely died, and the fires were dying down quickly with no loss to
life or real property.
I can only pray that none of the brave firefighters were injured.
Now, what made matters worse and how this is most appropriate for discussion is that the arsonist woman has done this at least twice before. All the
neighbors have jumped in and helped until every last ember was out, and yet never as much as a thank you. Well not done for thanks so it did not
matter, until this time.
You see with the entire farming community in flames and people working diligently, the woman told the fire departments to get off her property...
She did not allow access to her property, and so the fire had to be fought by going on the outside of her property which was why it was so out of
control. She purposely allowed a mini van to explode, which made matters worse, and scared the crap out of us all.
Through the whole ordeal she stood watering , trickling her little patch of water soaked 'lawn'.
As I left the neighbors a little earlier, the one who came home to all of this and his horses in a safe pasture, I could smell the quail which I have
been protecting and secretly planting conservation seed for for many years, I could smell the new born rabbits, and their Mothers. I could smell the
fur and hear the cries like babies as the sun was setting and I sat outside thanking existence for allowing this outcome to be seen through my eyes,
felt through my gratitude.
I have neighbors, and I have their back, I walk my talk, and for all but one family here, they have mine. I forgive her, I could have taken her by the
back of the hair earlier and crushed her face into the burnt ground, and to my burnt trees and fruit bushes, but I feel sorry for her, because she is
going to be in very very serious trouble from what I understand through the fire marshals... She is crazy.
With a smile on her face she watched as the beautiful horses almost burned to death, livestock of all kind almost met their death, and what of our
families? Had I laid down to take a nap or something, we could have all died.
Friends I tell you the truth, I will never forget that wave of fire headed towards the horses, and me with them dancing and whinnying all around
surrounded by flames and smoke.
Now just to be clear here, I have to ask, was it the prayer which saved us all? was the Lord watching over us today and did he stop the wind?