That's what the preacher is supposed to say when water is used in a way that cannot be construed as baptism.
We have had seven of these huge fans, yes seven, in the church since late Tuesday afternoon with two de-humidifiers.
The water heater for the oldest restrooms decided that we should have a baptistery in the women's restroom. I'm not sure that the ladies who usually use that room for others things would appreciate the layer of water on the floor. When I first looked in there, I thought, "Did the trustees already get it tiled?" Nope. That was water. Yeah, that shiny surface covering the entire floor was water. The admin asst had already called the chair of trustees and another one had happened by in the meantime. The one that happened by had already shut off the water supply and had called the Rescue Man.
With seven of those fans, I think it sounds like standing on the end of a runway as the plane prepares for take off. This afternoon, the Rescue Man came and took away some fans and removed some baseboard. The missing fans make the church seem almost quiet now. However, even with the very loud fans everywhere, it seemed more quiet than usual because no extraneous noise could be heard. It was kinda like extreme white noise.
After the water, comes the wind.
Maybe the dove will come back with an olive branch tomorrow.
And then there will be a rainbow.
right?
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