Unhoney comb experience.

My life has been a constant cacophony of stories from adventures and accidents that God saved me. The stories of deliverance continue like a melody. Before 2025 ended, a kid while playing volleyball smashed into me and nearly broke my head and jaw, but not a bone was broken. I was amazed how the pain and throbbing clots all settled down after 3 days and in the following weeks, God would use me to stand and share the Word in tiny little crowds. In those quiet hours of midnight, I keep thinking His grace extends each time to convince me that even in such and such situation - His hand is mighty to save. 

Come 2026 and I still go about my little life doing mundane little chores as usual and one such day was yesterday trying to clean up my backyard. I stomped to light a fire to clean old debris from our garbage ring and pulled the asbestos sheets after gathering dried banana leaves to flame the old papers and leaves.  Lost in the joy of igniting my matches I first didn't notice the whizz that grew like circles in just few seconds. I didn't choose to turn my head because my heart quietened to hear the buzz and soon saw a swarm of bees darting back and forth looking for its intruder.

Common sense voiced 'do not budge' and I stood there like a half-bent statue posing to light some matches. The bees whizzed, buzzed, fussed and I very, very,..very slowly managed to bring my hands to my ears as they threatened to get closer and sting. I had absolute no fear though. Like someone stood there telling me, 'nothing's gonna touch you' though reason tried to talk to me at the same time on how calmly I should handle it if I got 2 or 3 bites!

The bees flew to other directions and I managed to get far in no time. Courage leaped high now. I went back with my bonfire, swirled that onto the garbage ring and smartly chased the whole army of buzzers away. Told Dad my new daring story and he gave me a very curious look. 'Honey bees that were 2 - 3cms big, Julie??', he asked. 'One sting and you would have been dead, you know?'

The truth dawned gently on my naive brain. 

Oh, you mean that could have been the end?? I thought to myself and gasped that God had saved me once more. 

Later in the evening I went to close the ring. Under the asbestos sheets was the new hive the bees had started to build. They hadn't gathered honey or laid eggs yet. It was a cold, deserted, smoked comb and I picked it gently with awe. My fingers delicately held the precarious thing that would have been the banquet hall for my enemies. Well not today. God isn't done with my soul. 

Two thoughts loomed in my head till late night. Was He smiling at the way I calmly stood there like a statue lighting matches among bees 😄 , or Is He preparing me for something else dangerous?🤔

I don't think I would want to know. 

Praying the deliverance will come each time.  Late night this verse warms my heart in the same context.

"As for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more."

~ Psalms 71:14

God is good and for today, so am I. 

Sigh!