On one particular sleepover, my Dad awoke in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. This in and of itself was not unusual--he is a grandpa, after all. It was a little weird, though, that he decided to use the bathroom in the hallway instead of the master bath. On his way to the bathroom, he noticed a faint "glow" coming from under the specially-decorated-grandkid-room door. Upon opening the door to determine the source of the glow, my dad immediately noticed Jordan was not in bed, and there was a fire under the bed.
After "lights out" Jordan had decided to read himself to sleep under the bed.
With the lamp for light.
But the lampshade didn't fit under the bed, so Jordan had removed the lampshade.
Though a significant hole had been burned all the way through the carpet, pad, and subfloor, miraculously, Jordan and the bed both remained intact. Jordan never even woke up.
As I recounted this amazing story of survival over dinner with my married siblings later that week, I pointed out each detail that led to the blessing of Jordan's survival:
- Dad had needed to go to the bathroom when he did and not any later
- Dad decided to use the hallway bathroom that was farther away than his own
- In his sleepy state, Dad had noticed the glow from under the bedroom door
- Jordan hadn't been burned
I went on and on about how our little Jordan must have a mission here on this earth to still be with us. I even saved the light bulb as a gentle reminder of the precious gift that is Jordan's life...
Then my oldest brother added his two cents and snapped us all back to reality.
His only comment was, "The Lord and angels were up there saying, 'Oh no you don't! You promised to take this kid, and we're not taking him back!'"
It's nice to know Jordan has angels.