Perhaps you saw the story about the fire they recently had at the Palace of Wax in Grand Prairie. (In case you didn't, here's a link to the full story). Of all the places one could have a fire, I'd have to say a wax museum would be among the worst. When I was in college at Dallas Baptist University in the late 1980's, the original Wax Museum, on the same spot as the Palace of Wax, burned to the ground. I remember it well - how stinky the fire was; how black the smoke; how some idiot went home to get coat hangers and hot dogs for a weenie roast over the burning museum; how ironic it was that there was a firefighting museum just a few hundred yards away (I don't think it's there anymore). The passion of the fire consumed everything, leaving nothing but a black, sticky, smelly mess. As far as I remember and can research out, they were never sure how the fire started. My suspicion is that it was a failure of diligence as most things such as this are. They failed to wait to discover a problem. Perhaps they even confessed it like some do - "We'll deal with it when it comes up." Dealing with problems like that only aggravate the situation, like waiting to see a doctor for medical attention. Some things, however, are meant for patience. Waiting on the power and presence of the Lord to resolve our dilemma. Psalm 27:4 says it this way: "Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” While patience can lead to destruction in some cases, it's the only way to find the strength and passion needed for daily life.