All night dreams of how to get good drinking water flood my mind.

Not long after waking I see someone from the electric company arrive to mark where not to dig. He said, “I received an emergency notice 45 minutes ago.”

“The last we heard was Friday or Monday!”

Suddenly trucks start arriving with equipment.

I ask the drilling team, “How much are you going to dig up? Do I have time to save my flowers?”

Someone asks, ” What exactly is it you want to save? He will pull the flowers first!”

I watch as this machine move so gently it could be picking up baby chicks, but it is my grandma’s Hollyhocks instead. These good hearted men even helped me look for tulip bulbs to pull out so I am able to replant them.

They only dig one hole. Then shoot a pipe through the ground to the house and pierce the wall!

Inside the house, they attached a mesh connecting the copper pipe to the drill and pull it through, like needle work.

I am grateful they didn’t need to destroy the brick flower bed that sits just above the broken pipe.

Just as I was thankful yesterday to have water to wash my hands, today I have water that doesn’t taste like garden hose.

It is just like God to set up a mess to bring about an important ending. He also created an opening to fix the mess!

The drilling company just happened to have an opening in the schedule to fix our water line sooner than we could have hoped for.

We had received notice of lead in the water line and how to fix the it! We bought water filters that take out the lead.

But God said, “Not good enough! I’ve got this!”

Bonus: The city paid for the waterline and we have a clean basement.