What you see is not trick photography, a wig or a special hair style. It happens to be very real and actually quite exciting. It is a family tradition for me to light up the BBQ on the 4th of July. My daughter Christina and her husband Chad came over to eat and watch the fire works. What no one expected was the fire show before dinner. I didn't do anything different. I lit the BBQ the same way I always do. I turn the gas on, stick the lighter in the grill and puff...flames where they are supposed to be. This year is was a bit different. I turned on the gas, stuck the lighter in the grill and BOOM. I didn't see it but Chad did. It happened so fast that all I remember is an explosion. Chad said that I was completely engulfed in a ball of fire. When I looked down at my hand I noticed that I had no hair. IT WAS GONE, all the way up to the sleeve of my sweatshirt. I looked at Chad and he immediately started laughing. "That was funny wasn't it." I laughed. "I'm not laughing at the fire ball I'm laughing at You," he retorted. "What?" "You should see yourself." So I went to the mirror and noticed that the explosion had blown my hair back and singed it to create this new fashion statement. It took my eyebrows, eyelashes, and a ring of hair all around my face.
I think God was watching over me. Nothing serious. All the hair will grow back and the slight pain I had on my arm was gone in the morning.
When my daughter decided to take this picture I made a silly face for fun. Yes that is me. I hope you have a good laugh. Do you know anyone else who has had similar experiences with their BBQ?
Here's to a Hot 4th,
Robert A. Schuller