In New York City many of the public parks have water sprinklers which they turn on in the summer for the kids. The “rule” is that after two days of 80 degrees or more, the sprinklers are turned on. On this second hot day of the year we headed to the playground for some morning fun. But when we arrived, the sprinklers were not running.
It wasn’t long before a Park Department lady showed up. My kids ran over and asked her to turn on the sprinklers. She told me that a plumber was going around to all of the park and turning the sprinklers on, and that he should arrive soon. We returned to play, but saw the lady get a “key” and try to turn on the mechanism herself. She couldn’t find the right spot. We sat down and prayed.
The plumber arrived. He couldn’t find the right spot. We prayed again. The lady said she called in another man who knew right where the valve was at. However, she continued trying to locate it herself until he arrived. We prayed a third time. Image my kids’ delight when the other man arrived and the sprinklers came shooting on!
Liberty was especially delighted, as she is my “water baby.” Nehemiah…well…a few dribbles were enough to satisfy him! I found him playing in the dirt more than the water!