Back then,
I was told by three different contractors that I really needed the entire
pipeline done and fast. From that moment on, I’ve half-expected a gusher under
my home at any time. The first two weeks, I barely slept, worried at every
sound.
I feel the
diagnosis was correct for several reasons. First, I saw those pipes. Somehow, I
got on my knees low enough to look under when they had the skirting off.
Second, I had three different opinions. One was a costly, high-end legitimate
commercial contractor. Another was a low-end in-the-community handyman. The
third one was mid-way between those two.
Bottom line
- the Lord has somehow kept me and my home and my pipes safe, for now, and free
of a big mess. I can’t pretend I am not still worried. I can’t pretend I don’t
cringe at any sound inside the home. But I am grateful for God’s protection so
far.
Father, forgive my delay in thanking you for this blessing. You have done so much for me. Even when I forget to say so, I truly am grateful.
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