And I Say, Thank You!

I dashed out to my car this afternoon to roll my windows up (well, push the button), because the sky turned dark. Rain looked imminent.

There was a stranger peeking into my backyard. Ever curious, I asked, "May I help you?"
Stranger, "I was wondering where this water was coming from."
Me, "Ah, yes, I was going to check it out today and forgot." (Actually I had been hoping for the problem to go away without me having to do anything. Having had 2 floods (water heater, refrigerator) in my house this last December, I was beginning to wonder if I had been mistaken for Noah.)

Stranger, "Well, let me take a look at it."
Me, "OK, great!"

Five minutes later, he had found the leak and fixed it temporarily, saying, "I'll be back tomorrow with my tools and change out your faucet. I just started dating your next door neighbor, and I'm a plumber." 

Me, "Did God send you?" (He looked startled, then smiled.)

Reviewing the experience: I did hope for the problem to go away without me having to do anything. It looks like it IS going away without me having to do anything. Hmmmm. Temptation: try to figure out how that happened, so that I can repeat it every time I want something. Actual choice: express my full delight in this serendipity happening and be thankful … thankful for the stranger/plumber and for the previous 2 floods which initiated a make-over in my home (still in process).

(Sneaky thought, "See, I AM treasured!" Truth: I am treasured, regardless of what happens. And it was easy to believe today. The test is for me to believe it when it's not easy.)