Am I Going Batty?
We're praising God with a whole week of Miracle Mondays. Today's experience, submitted by Sister Patty Machnik, is animal-related, too! She tells about how a bat (not a real one!) saved her from harm on Halloween.
Twenty years or so ago, I found myself at home with my youngest son on Halloween night. He had returned after going out trick-or-treating with his father. My older son was still out with his friends, and my husband had gone out to purchase more candy. (In those days, 200 to 300 children used to visit each Halloween, so it was easy to run out!)
Near my door, I always hung (and still do) a bat with a motion/sound detector. My sister gave it to me because I couldn't always hear the children's arrival. When I heard its strange little song, I went to my door.
After a lull in the surge of children, I heard the bat singing, so I opened my door and found no one there. My view is fairly obstructed from my door because it is inset several feet. But I looked across the street and down my driveway without stepping out and saw no one and heard no one. So I went back inside.
A couple of minutes later, I heard it singing again. I again opened the door and saw no one. I felt a little hesitant about leaving the safety of my door, but I also found it so very strange that the bat had sung without reason. It had never done so before (and it hasn't since).
So I stepped out about five or six feet and looked around and, again, saw no one. However, when I turned to my right, I was shocked to see flames shooting out of a large hole in the side of my garbage cart. It looked like a flamethrower shooting into a small bush, and it was less than a foot from my wooden deck post. I ran to it and I was able to wheel the cart into the middle of the driveway, grab a hose, and put out the flames.
Several hours earlier, my husband had been burning leaves. Even though he stirred and watered them well to put them out, they apparently heated up again several hours later after he'd put them in the cart. Now you know why they started putting the signs on the carts warning against putting hot ash in them.
I know that the good Lord started the bat singing to get my attention. He protected my house and family. Just a few minutes more could have resulted in a very different ending. God watches over us every day, no matter what we are doing, and He uses whatever He needs to get our attention — even a Halloween bat. Thank you, Lord, for all the blessings in my life.