So cold it took an act of supreme will for me to crawl out of bed.
I shivered as I made my way down to the basement, though why I was bothering to try and get the furnace going again I couldn't tell you.
I already knew it was hopeless.
My wife and I had finally bought our first home, a 1905 farmhouse just outside of Mansfield, Illinois. It needed work, for sure, but it beat the shoebox we'd been renting from a relative.
We moved in the summer of 1970 and started fixing the place up with what little savings we had left. Then fall came and the weather got brisk. One night I went down to the basement to fire up the furnace.
No matter what I tried, I couldn’t get it to work. I called every heating company in the book. They said the same thing. ‘That type of furnace has been obsolete for years. You need a new system.’
No way could we afford that. For weeks, my wife and I wore coats around the house and huddled by the oven, worrying about what to do. Our dream house had turned into a nightmare.
So I didn’t know why I was bothering to go down to the basement this morning. Maybe I just wanted to glare at the old furnace.
‘Lord, what are we going to do?’ I cried out, sitting on a cinder block to think. Just then, something slid off the joist above and fluttered to the ground. A dusty, yellowed card.
There was the date of installation for the furnace…many decades ago. Below the date was ‘Mr. Doss.’ The installer.
Mr. Doss. I puzzled over the name. In my small town, everyone knows everyone. I seemed to recall a Mr. Doss once worked at the appliance store. But that was a long ago.
Was he still around? I looked the name up I the phone book and found a listing. I dialed the number.
‘Hello?’ a man answered. ‘Is this Mr. Doss, the furnace installer?’ I asked.
Mr. Doss told me he was more or less retired now. But he still lived nearby and he agreed to take a look. He got our furnace running in minutes—and only charged a minimal fee.
‘It’s just good I had the parts lying around.’ He said. ‘I’m probably the only person in the world who would’.
And good too that his business card was lying around just when I needed it."
Vernon Kemplin, Mansfield, Illinois Taken from GUIDEPOSTS, Nov. '12 issue
Today’s quote: John Hagee -"Do you feel defeated? Pray! Are you surrounded on every side? Pray! Are you desperate for a personal victory in your life? Pray! The only way to land on your feet is to get down on your knees!" (Nov./Dec. JHM magazine, pg. 5)
"Poetic prose in prayer to God
Is not what He requires;
Instead, specific heartfelt pleas
Are what the Lord desires. - Sper.
The heart of prayer is prayer from the heart."
Our Daily Bread
Isaiah 25:1 "O LORD, You are my God. I will exalt You, I will praise Your name, for You have done wonderful things; Your counsels of old are faithfulness and truth."
[Father, may we remember that You're busy working on our behalf for our good, and Your glory!]
Our thought for today: Why are we so silly? God sees everything. He knows our every need.
Tomorrow’s post: God's Way, Even when it Makes no Sense: Prayer Note #104 Dutch Sheets
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