Witch Fire vs. Our House

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This Godzilla-like, evil, fire monster raged towards our house on the loose looking for anything to devour. Unfortunately, it was much faster than Godzilla and it could be in more than one place at one time. It breathed the dry Santa Ana desert winds and ate everything in its path (trees, homes, etc.) to give it energy. As it darted back and forth easily leaping over 12 lanes of freeway concrete, sometimes with no rhyme or reason as to which direction it would pounce, it continued to threaten, harm and even destroy lives. Unlike some fictional made-for-TV horror movie, this fire monster was playing for keeps. We had no Superman or Fantastic Four (even with Flame Boy or BlowTorchman or whatever his name is) to protect us. In fact, with all our technology, we had virtually nothing to stop this monster . . . our strategy was basically to flee and hope it would die down and burn itself out. Our house was a serious underdog in this match-up seeing as we have not yet been able to teach our house to walk or even move around, unlike some of those really smart mobile homes.

I started thinking we should invent some huge 50-mile asbestos barricade to stop the fire. Or maybe we could invent a huge 20-mile fan that we could turn on and blow the fire away from people and their homes and back to the desert. As I prayed, I realized that only God and/or nature could stop this monster with the rare conditions we were experiencing in San Diego. The winds were gusting up to 70 miles an hour. I read that fire can travel as fast as the wind is blowing, which meant that if it was 30 miles away from our home, it could reach us in only 30 minutes. 

Our huge umbrella secured inside our outdoor lawn table actually blew out. I heard Kristen yell and as I came outside I saw her doing her Mary Poppins impersonation as she grabbed the umbrella trying to keep it from flying away. She told me how un-hip I was, quickly correcting me (for the sake of the teens reading this) and saying she was impersonating Rihanna under her umbrella, ella, ella. 

It crossed my mind that all of San Diego could be destroyed. I thought back on Nero and Rome burning, when 70% of the city was left in smoldering ruins. As of this writing, it was reported that some 600,000 people in San Diego County had to evacuate their homes. That is approximately one of every 4 people, which is more than the entire population of most cities in the US. The federal government even declared us a disaster, which many of us have known about Southern CA for years!

I know what you were thinking . . . Southern Californians will fall into the ocean when the big earthquake hits, not go up in flames.  Having been in a couple big earthquakes, I can honestly say I like them much better than these fires. Earthquakes are only a minute or so of intense terror . . . unless you are on a couch, in which case it is kind of like a scary roller coaster ride. Plus with an earthquake, if it hits right, we have a chance of becoming instant beachfront-property owners!

I just remembered that I surveyed a few hundred High School students at a football stadium rally I was speaking at a couple years ago just after one of the hurricanes hit them in Pensacola, FL. The vast majority raised their hands that they would rather be in a hurricane than an earthquake!

As I write, we are currently in the 5th day of the fires. As of Day 3 the Witch Creek fire, the one closest to us, was only 1% contained. That means there is a constant, ongoing feeling of uneasiness and uncertainty, not knowing if and when you will literally have to flee for your life. Kristen mentioned being SO tired but not being able to sleep because her body was so pumped with adrenaline. I would restlessly sleep a couple of hours and then wake up wondering if we needed to evacuate in the next hour or if our power had gone out (which would be bad because then I would have no light to be able to find the remote to hit the button to turn on the TV!). So I would turn on the TV in the middle of the night to see if our house had burned up yet (they actually had listings of the addresses of the houses that had been destroyed).

We did have one power outage right when I hit a link on my computer. I seriously thought I had opened one powerful virus when the entire computer went black. Then when I saw the TV was also off, I knew I had hit the mother of all viruses which had taken control of our entire house! Finally, being the college grad that I am, I was relieved to realize that it was only a power outage.

Another inconvenience during this showdown with the fire was the Santa Ana temperatures. We were well into the 90s. Typically we open the windows in the evening to attempt to cool our house down since we do not have air conditioning. Unfortunately, with all the smoke and ashes in the air, we could not open our windows so our house turned into an Easy Bake Oven . . . cooking us! Some day they will do an autopsy on me and try to figure out how I died of lung cancer since I did not smoke.

Of course during prime time TV watching hours, we were not able to watch any shows like Heroes on Monday night because almost every channel was inundated with fire news and pictures of firefighters fighting the fire and . . . wait a minute, we did get to see Heroes, only it was the real live kind that were actually risking their lives to save others. They were a living example of Jesus who said, “There is no greater love than to lay down one’s life for one’s friends” (John 15:13 NLT). And of course, Jesus demonstrated that love by voluntarily laying down His life for you and me so we could choose life . . . both now and forever.

Fortunately, not many people have lost their lives so far, but it sure made us think about the brevity of life and especially stuff we own. As we packed our vehicles for a potential hasty departure, it was very thought-provoking and even sad to think about what we would take and what could be lost forever. It didn’t really bother me too much about losing our house. I saw interviews of people very distraught as their homes and possessions were destroyed (some 2,000 homes have been damaged or destroyed). One lady mentioned all the hours and heart and soul she had invested in their home. I was reminded of Matt. 6:19-21 that tells us not to store up treasures on Earth. The truth is that we are all going to lose ALL of our possessions sooner or later. If we put our heart, energy and money into investments of earthly stuff we are going to be disappointed. The market will crash, some one will rip us off or a fire may burn everything to ashes (or if it is something I own, it will probably break!). As the chorus of my song Soap for Lunch says, “One life to live, will soon be past, only what’s done for Christ will last.” That’s why Jesus said we should invest our time and money storing up treasures in Heaven where they will never be destroyed.

I was also reminded that Jesus said the foxes have their holes and the birds their nests but the Son of Man has no place to lay His head (Mat. 8:20). Jesus was a homeless man! One of the last songs my friend Rich Mullins wrote on the Jesus Record was about the thought-provoking idea that “the hope of the whole world rests on the shoulders of a homeless man.” I can’t believe that in this fall edition of the Perihelion exactly 10 years ago I was writing about Rich going into the presence of that Awesome God he wrote and sang about (see Larrybubb.com Perihelion newsletter archives). What impressed me most about Rich was not his incredible songwriting and music. Rich could have lived in a mansion but instead chose to live in a humble trailer on a Navajo reservation touching lives of those less fortunate. Rich decided not to take a cent of all the potential millions from the royalties from his songs. Instead, it all went to organizations like Compassion International, to keep kids from starving both physically and spiritually. After he passed away, all of his earthly belongings did not even fill up a small U-haul. On his “Winds of Heaven…Stuff of Earth” album he wrote, “The stuff of earth competes for the allegiance I owe only to the Giver of all good things.”

As we walked out the door that Sunday, ashes like snow flurries were falling from a gloomy sky. We had trouble breathing as it seemed like we were at a huge campfire, minus the marshmallows. We assumed there was a fire a mile or 2 away in the San Diego community we live in. We went back in our house and were amazed to hear that the fire was some 30 miles away! As time passed things got worse and they evacuated part of our community as well as the communities on 3 sides of us. Later that evening we saw the moon looking orange/red. I thought of the Bible prophecies about the moon turning red in Joel 2:31 and Acts 2:20. This end time apocalyptic language always made me think there would be strange things happening in the heavens, to the moon, etc. But at that moment I had a revelation – not as prophetic as John’s, which became the last book of the Bible. The thought crossed my mind that fires from the Earth could turn the moon red. Then I looked up the verses and read the verse preceding it as well. “And I will cause wonders in the heavens above and signs on the earth below, blood and fire and clouds of smoke. The sun will become dark, and the moon will turn blood red before that great and glorious day of the Lord arrives” (NLT). Then I thought of II Peter 3:10 – “But the day of the Lord will come like a thief, in which the heavens will pass away with a roar and the elements will be destroyed with intense heat, and the earth and its works will be burned up” (NASB).

Right here I wanted to put a picture of the moon I took with our camera to show how it looked in our sky. However, since the newsletter is not in color, it would look like a blue moon . . . but then this was the kind of thing you only see once in a blue moon! If you go to my website (Larrybubb.com) to this article, you will see the picture I took, assuming our modern technology does not fail us!

The fires have made me very thankful. In the midst of this exhausting, trying, threatening time I am thankful that we did not have to evacuate, and of course that we did not lose our home. I am also extremely thankful to remember that even if our home and all our stuff had burned up, we would still be better off than many of the people around the world are tonight. I am very humbled to live in America and to have a roof over my head and to know I will not starve to death tonight. I pray that I would be grateful even if at some point I do not have a roof over my head, or even worse, was being persecuted or tortured like many around the world simply because they take seriously the call to follow Jesus and not deny Him.

We were also thankful to be able to house some evacuees or as I liked to call them, hostages. But after a couple days they escaped, er, I mean were allowed to return to their house. I am also thankful for the love and compassion God has put into true believers all over the world. I got an email from a lady in India that I do not even know. She had prayed for someone in San Diego that she could contact to let them know she was praying for them and their safety during the fires. She looked on the Internet and found my website out of the blue and contacted me! I have included part of her letter in the Letters section of the Perihelion.  I got other emails from people on other continents who were also concerned and praying for us. I was encouraged that Churches and Christians all around the world as well as locally pulled together to be a help and support for those hurting and in need.

As I am writing this, a song from Michael W. Smith’s album “Healing Rain” just began to play. The very first words are: “All I have in this world is fire from above. All I have in this world is You . . . all I want is You.”

Lots of questions come to us during catastrophic, trying times. I don’t know all the answers but I do know we need to keep our eyes on Jesus. In a very loose paraphrase of His words from Matthew 5, “Fire falls on the just and the unjust.”


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