Tragedy.

In theatre, there are tragedies and there are comedies.  In life, it is the same.  About five years ago, I baptized a girl named Bradlee Edwards.  She was twelve at the time but had already read through half of The Bible.  She said in her testimony that she looked up to me, but now she'll never know that it was HER that I looked up to.  Bradlee, named for her father, was seventeen years old and a triplet.  Other than her two identical sisters, she had a mother, a father, and an eight year old little sister.  Last night there was a tragic fire at their house in Oklahoma.  Bradlee went inside to go to the bathroom when she realized that the house was on fire.  Her two sisters made it out into the yard along with their father, but he quickly realized that the eight year old was missing.  Their father ran inside to save the eight year old.  The house was completely consumed by flames and in the process of rescuing the little one, his feet caught fire.  Bradlee never made it out... neither did her mother.  The father's feet had to be amputated due to the burns and the eight year old was burnt past recognition.  She passed late this afternoon.  Now the father is going through surgeries and the two girls are staying with their older sister who did not live with them.  I pray that God will give their father the strength to comfort and lead a family, practically cut in half, while also dealing with a new disability.  Bradlee Edwards was the godliest young woman I've ever met.  She was on fire for the Lord and never put him out of her sight.  On her Facebook, the final post she had written stated lyrics from a song called "Something Beautiful" by Need to Breathe.  It said, "this is my desire, consume me like a fire..."