Water, water everwhere

Water, water everywhere. Three inches of it, anyway. That was what met our deacon when he walked into the church office late yesterday afternoon. We installed a new water fountain a couple of weeks ago, and Friday afternoon something went wrong— evidently. At some point, a connection broke allowing who knows how many gallons of water to spill into the east wing of our church building.

That is where our offices are located with the computers, copier and our secretary’s brand new really fine looking desk and office furniture. While there was plenty of water in my office, my desk has pedestal-type legs so it was okay. A couple of pieces of electronic equipment and a box of books didn’t do too well.

After finding all the water extracting companies in town were busy, we spent the next three and a half hours vacuuming water and moving furniture and equipment. We did the best we could and then after setting up as many fans as we could find, we closed up for the night. When I opened the door this morning, I was met with the recognizable smell of heavy humidity and wet carpet. Things still had not dried out. If the humidity lingers, I am now wondering if people in the service in the morning will think they are worshiping in a chapel by the sea. All that would be missing would be the cry of the sea gulls. However regardless of the circumstances, being in the presence of God is always wonderful, and in that case all will be okay. Pardon me now while I go and locate my galoshes.