This week we hesitantly welcomed a Polar Vortex - polar air streaming into the Deep South. I thought I was prepared. I had my warmest clothes ready, my youngest sleeping at my parents' house and my car was tucked safely in the garage. But on Tuesday morning I awoke to a temperature of 4.8 degrees and no water. Yikes! My memories of camping flooded back as I got ready for work, using the water I had stored under the sink. I assumed that the water was frozen somewhere in the pipes. I had no clue if there would be damage but knew the temperature would stay below freezing all day, so I headed off to work.
That evening I still had no water. After a brief trip to my parents' house, we settled in for the night. I knew the temperatures would begin to thaw the water the next day and I'd need to watch for breaks. In my prayers I asked God to restore my water and keep the pipes intact. In less than thirty minutes I was drifting off to sleep, then I heard the sound of water running. It was the tank in my bathroom refilling. I smiled as I realized the water was flowing and it was in the teens (not warm enough to thaw). I heard the water stop and considered getting up to check for leaks but decided if God could thaw the water below freezing, He could make sure my pipes were ok too. I went to sleep.
Luke 8:25 But He said to them, "Where is your faith?" And they were afraid and marveled, saying to one another, "Who can this be? For He commands even the winds and water, and they obey Him."
The next day we had water and no leaks. He answered my prayer and the water obeyed Him.
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