Under Pressure

Laura and I had lunch yesterday at the Greek Corner Deli downtown with Hannah, the President of the Cooperative Student Fellowship at Mercer University. I have been given the great pleasure of serving the group as it’s campus minister this year. The opportunity to sit down and not only get to know more about Hannah, but also talk shop about CSF got me excited for the fall semester!

After returning home, I stepped into a slippery situation, Apparently the pressure washer guy who had been washing the breezeways around the apartment complex got a bit too happy with the sprayer. There was a thin layer of water in the entryway that then seeped into the carpet. At that point I was forgiving. I mean a thorough job is nothing to complain about and a little water doesn’t hurt anything.

I then proceeded to sit on the couch along the entryway wall, which turned out to be soaking wet. I looked up to find that there was a line of water that had come down from the ceiling and soaked everything on the wall. There was a small puddle of water sitting in my sandal that I dumped out and then a little later realized that our potpourri bowl had also been filled to the brim.

We immediately called the office and a few hours later had a man and his son who own a carpet cleaning company come to clean the affected areas as well as leave us a fan to run throughout the evening to continue to help in the drying process. The man was nice and helpful, but I had flashbacks to Seinfeld’s cult cleaning service as the man handed us a bag of information with how to be saved with a request card for a DVD on the process. What is it about cleaning services and religion?

The gentleman moved on to the many other apartments that had been graciously given the same water carpet and couch problems from our pressure-washing friend before we could engage further in that conversation, but I am wondering what the rest of the week may bring. Just two days ago we received a message in the mail that we had a “sealed prophecy” with an attached paper Jesus prayer rug, and we could only open the message if we promised to do what God told us to do. Opened it and still waiting for blessings and/or judgment. Yesterday may have been judgment. Will keep you updated.