I witnessed a waterfall this week and it reminded once again of just how
powerful water is. But I've decided that I'm selective about where the
water is located for me to be enthralled by it.
Sunday at church our pastor had us turn to the person next to us and
share two things we were thankful for. That was easy for me because God
has blessed me so much. I said that I was so thankful for our daughters
and that they were coming home for Thanksgiving. I could have kept on,
and if I was asked to count my blessings, I'm not sure when I'd stop.
That afternoon my husband, Jon, went to a meeting, so I ran some errands.
One of the songs that I listened to in the car is called, "I'm forever
grateful." They were good words to have going through my mind when I came
home and opened the front door.
I heard the most incredible noise and as I came around the corner I came
face to face with a waterfall flowing out my kitchen cupboards. Then I
realized I was standing in water, and water was also raining down from
several places in the ceiling in the family room. The sound of the water
was almost deafening and it just kept coming.
I ran upstairs and found a burst pipe under my bathroom sink that sent
water shooting up in like a fountain, down on the floor and down through
the ceiling. I turned off the water, then slogged my way downstairs and
ran next door to get my neighbor, Ken, to help. I was so thankful he was
You've read about him before because this certainly wasn't the first time
he came to my rescue. Ken had two machines that vacuum up water, so we
both went to work. The amount of water was staggering, but after an hour
or so we got the standing water out, though the carpets were still
saturated. What are the chances of having a neighbor at home who has
I was so thankful for the song that kept going through my mind while I
was working. When Jon got home, he and I worked those machines some more.
Then he called his friend Ed who installs carpet for a living and I
ordered pizza. Ed came over and ripped out the padding and helped us move
furniture and photo albums. What are the chances of having an expert come
over on a moment's notice on a Sunday night?
We sat on the floor in the living room and ate pizza in front of a fire.
We all agreed that it could have been worse. I could have been gone
longer and the damage could have been much worse. Nobody was hurt, and
the girls were coming home for Thanksgiving. I really have so much to be
And you can quote me on that. * CINDY TRANE CHRISTESON is a Newport Beach
resident who speaks frequently to parenting groups. She can be reached
via e-mail at firstname.lastname@example.org or through the mail at P.O. Box
6140-#505, Newport Beach 92658.