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nevaehniko
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I hope this is in the right thread. I just had to get on here and talk about this.
I live in Ohio and we had that intense below zero cold spell the other day. The coldest as with a windchill of -28 degrees, to the best of my knowledge. A couple nights ago our heater went out and our pipes froze.
My husband tried everything to fix the heater and nothing worked. I put a green scrapular (I might have spelled that wrong) into my pocket and silently prayed. A few minutes later, the heater kicked on and has worked since.
All day yesterday and this morning, my husband has been under the trailer with a blow-dryer. He said that it didn’t seem like the water was still frozen, but he couldn’t be sure, since it still wasn’t turning on and it didn’t seem like it was the pump switch.
I didn’t say the rosary yesterday because after all the chaos, I ended up feeling very sick and thought I was getting the flu that’s going around. I went to bed.
This morning, after my husband left, I said the rosary feeling ashamed that I didn’t do it yesterday. On the very last word of the last Hail Mary, I heard a loud gurgling coming from the toilet.
The water came back on!!!
I was so happy that I called my husband, who said that ‘it’s the little miracles that mean the most’.
I just had to share that with you all~
I live in Ohio and we had that intense below zero cold spell the other day. The coldest as with a windchill of -28 degrees, to the best of my knowledge. A couple nights ago our heater went out and our pipes froze.
My husband tried everything to fix the heater and nothing worked. I put a green scrapular (I might have spelled that wrong) into my pocket and silently prayed. A few minutes later, the heater kicked on and has worked since.
All day yesterday and this morning, my husband has been under the trailer with a blow-dryer. He said that it didn’t seem like the water was still frozen, but he couldn’t be sure, since it still wasn’t turning on and it didn’t seem like it was the pump switch.
I didn’t say the rosary yesterday because after all the chaos, I ended up feeling very sick and thought I was getting the flu that’s going around. I went to bed.
This morning, after my husband left, I said the rosary feeling ashamed that I didn’t do it yesterday. On the very last word of the last Hail Mary, I heard a loud gurgling coming from the toilet.
The water came back on!!!
I was so happy that I called my husband, who said that ‘it’s the little miracles that mean the most’.
I just had to share that with you all~