Mounds to rivers to floods...

The rivers and ponds that threatened our little vegetable garden plants became floods. It rained for days and rained HARD Saturday night! We were getting ready to hit the hay when that sweet warning voice of the spirit said "window wells." I asked the twigs if they'd look through the windows with a flash light into the window wells. The goal was to see rocks in the bottom of the window wells - not water!

They came back and reported no rocks in sight. Yikes! Hunter started coming up with ideas like wildfire - from tarps and buckets to siphons of all sorts! Soon, everyone was coming up with ideas, then improving on them, and a plan was hatched.

It wasn't pretty but it was in the nick of time! Water got to within 1/4 inch of coming in.

It was our own little miracle and we're beyond grateful!

Every Sunday I love hearing this beautiful prayer and partaking of the sacramental ordinance...Oh God, the Eternal Father, we ask thee in the name of thy Son, Jesus Christ, to bless and sanctify this water to the souls of all those who drink of it, that they may do it in remembrance of the blood of thy Son, which was shed for them; that they may witness unto thee, O God, the Eternal Father, that they do always remember Him, that they may have His Spirit to be with them, Amen.

I testify of a loving God who blesses us, His children, with His Spirit of warning, instruction, comfort, and peace.  God is good!!    :)