Last Monday I said it, and I’m going to say it again. WOW. What
a crazy week last week turned out to be.
Regardless of all your plans and good intentions, sometimes you just
have no control over how a week might turn out.
And that’s exactly how last week was for me. I went into it with lots of great plans and
ideas for following up on previous contacts and leads from the Bridal Show that
I participated in last weekend, but a bit of a curveball was thrown my
way.
Typically water is a very good thing. We use it for drinking and replenishing our
bodies, cooking, washing, taking care of our gardens and so much more. It’s cool and refreshing. But also at times menacing. Noah discovered the power of water long after
God told him to build an ark. It had never
rained on the earth prior to that time, so he wasn’t quite sure what God was
instructing him to do, but soon enough realized the power of water.
This past week we too learned the power of water. Though it felt like we might need to at time,
we didn’t quite need to build an ark, but I will say we could have had a mini
regatta in our garage and kitchen. We
had a slab leak. Thankfully we
discovered it before too much damage had been done – the operative phrase being
“too much”. Damage was certainly done,
and our lives about to be disrupted for a while. But it could have been much, much worse. In the end our entire kitchen floor has been
ripped out (there was a huge pond of water beneath the laminate, all over the
slab) and we currently have four very large, industrial drying machines working
on drying out the floor, walls and under the great big hole that was opened up
within our slab. They are big. They are loud. They make it difficult to sleep at
night. But they are working.
One of my favorite characters in Les Miserables is Gavroche,
the little boy who claims he “runs the town”, and that little people are basically a force to be reckoned with.
As all first-time parents understand fairly quickly, little people can
have a huge impact on life. So too can
other little things, like openings or holes. The culprit of our
troubles ended up being a tiny, less than 1/8 of an inch, opening in a copper
pipe. But that little opening might as well have been a big opening in the amount
of water that it let creep out and scatter through the walls, and across the
floors. Until this week I never knew
that there were people specializing in doing ultrasound scans of walls and
floors before. I also never knew that
there were people who specialized in floor removal. But I do now.
And it’s actually been quite fascinating watching these different
specialists “do their thing.”
In my business, a tag line or marketing strategy that I use
is that we sell adventures and experiences to create memories to last a
lifetime. And we do. Well this week was our own personal
adventure. It’s been an experience that
has certainly created new memories for my family that will last us all a
lifetime. We will laugh about it
later. I still remember the year from my
youth when the house I grew up in was being added on to. My parents decided that adding up to our
single story house would be better than selling and moving to a different
neighborhood. So the process began, and
literally took a year to complete. It
was frustrating for my mother, fun for my brother and I, and yes, VERY neat to
watch the transformation. So too is this
relatively minor project in comparison to what my parents dealt with for that
year.
Our journey is not complete, but we are on the good side to
recovery. The problem was identified and
fixed. Now the resulting damage is being
undone and repaired. Will it take a
while? Probably so, but we can deal with
it. At first I was quick to complain
that we had no hot water, but then I stopped myself and recognized that in the
scheme of things, my water problem was trivial.
There are people all over this world who don’t have the LUXURY of
plumbing in whatever they call home. People
that don’t have the LUXURY of clean water near their village or town and have
to walk miles each day just to draw water from a well, or worse, a pond, creek
or river that is shared not just with other people, but with animals who also
drink from it, bathe in it or live in it.
As a whole, those of us living in North America often can be
very spoiled in that we have so much that we simply take for granted. And that is a big part of why I am going to
Kenya this fall. To not only remind
myself of that fact, but also to do what I can to help bring both physical
water to the village of Isinon through the well that our church is funding, but
also the living water of Jesus Christ. I
am not ashamed to say that ministering to people in His name is why I’m going
to Africa. The trip won’t be a vacation,
nor even a research trip for my business – though I certainly WILL learn a lot and
get to experience a lot while I’m there.
It will also give me, no doubt, information to come home and share with
others. But it will be about transformation – life transformation for me, and
for all those on the trip who will be impacted in very real, personal ways in
how we approach our daily lives when we return home once again.
So this slab leak, however frustrating it’s been, really is
only a bit of preparation for me as I prepare to go to “the other side of the
world” in less than 6 months and experience for myself the stories of those who
have gone before me. The conditions will
certainly not be 5-star, and that is perfectly okay. As I said earlier in this whole slab leak mess,
“Thank you Lord for disrupting my oh-so-comfortable life.”
Until next time,