Gratitude

So, just wanted to say that last week a big prayer was answered.  My very first week with crews of my own I worked for a very sweet lady named Lucy.  Lucy had children of here own that were grown and now sort of cares for a grandkid as well as caring for her mentally-handicapped brother, Liam.

Mrs. Lucy lives in the house her Dad/Grandad (not sure which) built.  It is small and old and cute.  While plumbing in her kitchen sink, I discovered she had lake o' sewage underneath her house and did not have an operational bathroom.  The lake created the perfect feast for rather disgusting bugs who then invaded her home.  And of course there was a rather intense odor because the bathroom floors were in rough shape too.

While we worked on her home, I just knew that it was sort of pointless.  Until the lake was fixed and the bathroom up and running the lake would grow and the house would get worse.  This broke my heart.  Mrs. Lucy shows such extravagant love caring for her 60+ brother who cannot even speak.

Well, last week a church came to fix on Mrs. Lucy's bathroom.  (I don't think that they realized exactly what they'd gotten into.)  But, two gentlemen braved the stench and muck.  These guys completely re-plumbed Mrs. Lucy's bathroom.  The lake below will now dry up and then the home can be fumigated. And all will be well in the underbelly of Mrs. Lucy's home. These guys were absolutely angels to work in such ICK.  They eliminated the source of the problem and answered deep hope of this girl.  Praise be to God for answered prayers, for crazy volunteers, for bleach, for lysol, for the big love of a quiet mountain woman, and for functioning toilets.

Psalm 68:5 "Father of orphans and protector of widows is God in His holy habitation."

Amen.