... in a visitation
I was out early dealing with washing when I saw two strange men in the garden. I looked up enquiringly and they said “plumbers..?”
I had already forgotten that I had asked them to come and the usual people were on holiday. Half an hour later they reported the successful eradication of a couple of leaks and walked away saying “see you later”. Of course, I rather hope they won’t need to come back, but you never know when something will go wrong…
How often do I forget that I need help from God, and fail to recognise that help when it comes?