From fire to hope: My family’s Good Friday story
Connect with Kevinby Kevin McCollum
On Good Friday 2019, my family experienced a major house fire. While we were away on a day hike enjoying God’s creative beauty, all of our worldly possessions were simultaneously being reduced to gray ash. It was one of the most shocking and emotional events I’ve experienced.
Yet, in His perfect timing, He used this fire (and aftermath) to remind us of His great grace and redeeming love. That very night, several friends gathered with us, singing “It is Well” as the flames from the fire revealed the tears we shared. And, two days later, while the embers were still warm, we celebrated the power of Christ’s resurrection on Easter Sunday, carrying borrowed Bibles and wearing unfamiliar clothes.
As the seventh anniversary approaches in a few short weeks, I’ve been reflecting on how the experience has reshaped our perspective on possessions. The oft-quoted words of Matthew 6:19-21opens in a new tab about treasures on earth took on new meaning, as the fire created an unexpected opportunity to reconsider the true purpose of all of our things.
A few months after the fire took place, my wife, Michelle, wrote the story below to share with family, friends, neighbors, and strangers who supported us in the aftermath. The outpouring of generosity and care during that time was a gift greater than all we lost. As you read our story, I pray that you will see God’s grace shining through the destruction, as we did.
“Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ and be found in him”
– Philippians 3:7-8.
The unexpected
The early morning hours of April 19, which was also Good Friday that year, found our family excitedly scrambling to gather all the necessities to enjoy a beautiful hike in the Buffalo River Valley of Arkansas. Excitement was in the air as we all anticipated the adventure ahead. Our two daughters who share an apartment had joined us the night before so we would all be ready for an early start.

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This was to be a day to remember – a spring hike on scenic pathways amongst blooming flowers and trees. The sound of songbirds and the rushing flow of waterfalls and creeks following the fresh spring rains were sure to be fixed indelibly in our minds as we made sweet family memories in quality conversations, playful interactions, and sharing the awe of God’s handiwork in creation.
We ended our day at Twin Falls (Triple Falls on this day). Tired but satisfied, we sought to commemorate our day with a quick family photo before heading back to Fayetteville in time for our Good Friday service with our church family.
From beauty to ashes
As we topped the hill driving out of the Kyle’s Landing area and entered spotty cell range, our phones began to alert us to calls and texts. Answering a call from my dad, I heard, “Your house is on fire…” and then the call dropped. We never could have anticipated or dreamed the living nightmare that was to follow.

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After finding a place to better communicate, we assured neighbors and family that no one was in the house and shared the news with our children. The hour-long drive back to Fayetteville was a quiet and somber one, all of us trying to process the reality of what we had just learned. As we pulled up to the site where our house had once stood, we stared in shock and disbelief. Tears of overwhelming grief and sadness flowed as we saw the last fragments of our home of the past 15 years diminishing in flames.
Our presence had not yet been realized by others, and we sat and sobbed as we took in the scene before us; neighbors, friends, family, and firefighters covered our yard, helplessly watching, as they had given it up for lost. The backdrop to the horrific scene was the familiar landscape of the rural beauty of God’s glorious creation – the distant view of those suddenly distant memories of our special day.
The flame shall not consume you
In the face of tragedy and loss, our family holds firmly to the truth that Christ reigns and has not abandoned us. In fact, we see His providential hand at work even as we mourn the loss of our beloved home. Our gratitude to the Lord, that He had us safely out of the house together when tragedy struck, sparing us the agony and trauma of “what could have been,” has been a great comfort in the midst of our grief.
This world is not our home. Our eternal hope is in Jesus Christ, God in the flesh, who lived a perfect life in bodily form and died a criminal’s death in sacrifice for our sins against Him. A holy and perfect God defeated death in the resurrection so that we might have eternal life by His grace and through faith in Jesus.
“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you. For I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior”
– Isaiah 43:2-3.
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