For this post to make sense
you should read my previous post from yesterday.
It's now Christmas Eve afternoon.
We are home from the Mexican restaurant.
Mark finally arrives with a new battery in his car.
He is quickly informed of the "no hot water" dilemma.
After lunch and a brief rest, he gets to work in the freezing attic.
Making several more phone calls to the powers that be of tankless water heaters,
he receives new instructions on
"How to solve the problem of getting hot water to magically appear in my faucets."
He needed things like my hair dryer,
towels,
pliers,
a Philips head screwdriver,
a flashlight.
This endeavor continued late into the afternoon.
Our Christmas Eve service was to begin at 5.
At about 4:15 Mark came down and announced that we had hot water again.
We were ecstatic and called it a Christmas miracle.
I immediately started the dishwasher on a 3-hour hot water cycle.
We made it to church on time.
Our Christmas Eve service was such a blessing.
After the day we had, it was so nice to be with our church family
singing and hearing God's Word.
The story of Jesus' birth never gets old.
What comfort and encouragement to relish in God's indescribable Gift.
Back home we soon realized that the hot water was gone again.
I think the long dishwasher cycle drained it completely.
We went to bed wondering if we would have hot water on Christmas morning.
It would be a big day of cooking and eating and lots of dirty dishes
and of course, everyone would need a shower.
I put in my prayer to the One who knows all and went to sleep.
*to be continued
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