I could feel a fire going up my arm, across my chest and out the top of my head. The only way I can describe it -- it felt like someone dropped a piano on my head.

I was completely burned. She could see I had burn marks on me. I kept saying I had been hit. I had been hit.

I just know God completely and totally protected me, most importantly protected my children.

Truthfully, I never thought of not putting it (the laundry) in. I could've been killed.

Purple flashes of fire and light were coming out of every socket in the house. The lights there turned off, turned on, instantly.