Burnin' down the house

I woke up at 5 am this morning to my house full of smoke (and NO my smoke alarm did NOT go off )

I stumbled down the hall, fully expecting to find the living room ablaze, but all the smoke was coming from the kitchen.

There was black, acrid smoke pouring out from the pot on the stove.

I turned off the burner & pulled off the lid. The contents were black & smoking.

By this time my 13 yr old had come out to help. He turned on the ceiling fan in the living room.

I took the whole pot outside & set it on the walkway.

We opened the windows in the kitchen & double checked everything.

Then we retreated to the least smokey bedroom and shut the door.

The Little Man slept thru the whole thing. My daughter had The Biscuit & was trying to shield him from the smoke.

I never did get back to sleep.

What did I burn you ask?

The canner pot full of turkey broth. I had been cooking it down for the last few days. Last night before bed I filled the pot again & set on the stove on low.

I know it was on low & I double checked before bed. It was still on low when I turned off the burner.

So I am a little freaked out because the burner (electric stove) must be malfunctioning & I can't help but do the "what if?"  thing.

What if we hadn't been home?

What if I hadn't woken up?

What if? What if?

My throat hurts from all the smoke. My house stinks.

I am so amazingly thankful for the Lord's protection.

And the fact that we are safe & still have a roof over heads on this 12* morning.

Blessings.