"A Muscle Driven Monkey Wrench"

It took me, the chair, and a pipe coming up from the ground to maneuver this monkey wrench. 5-20-2020 Perryton, TX

 

Either too little or too big. I finally found a wrench big enough to fit around the screw gadget on my water hose. The old hose had not been removed from the faucet for several years and was rusted so badly it wouldn't give a speck. The old hose was rotted out. I bought a new one, but thought I was going to have to call a plumber to get it put on. I used a half can of WD40 around the connection. I started looking for a wrench to fit the screw-on hose gadget, but after trying several, I sit down to think things out. I could call my good neighbor friend, but He had already done a lot for me this week. I could call a plumber, but no telling when they could get to it. I gave up, and went inside the house. Wow, I got a thought. While moving some things out of the storage room this week I saw this huge monkey wrench I think it's called. I wondered what my husband had ever used that big wrench for. It was so rusty till I almost threw it in the dumpster. But it was too heavy, I thought, to carry that for. Suddenly I remembered that wrench. If I could get it to loosen up with WD40 and turn the adjuster nut on it, maybe it would fit around the hose gadget that screwed into the faucet. All the other wrenches had been a wee bit to small. This 20 pound wrench saved my insanity. After I used the other half can of WD40 on the hose gadget, and lugged that monkey wrench to the critical spot of major surgery, I finally got the thing to let loose. I had sat in a lawn chair for too long trying to manage the wrench. I never thought it was possible, but after breaking off part of the old connection, I realized I had been tightening up the screw instead of loosening it. Thank God for all His patience with me. I now have the new hose on, and my yard is getting a brand new watering. I am happy now with all the accomplishments I have made this week with God's help.

I still am in the process of making a giant decision on a very important move, which I cannot mention just yet, but it will come soon. I've always heard the wheels of mercy turn slowly, but what about the wheels of anxiety? Like I almost gave up on my pluming job, I had almost given up on my thinking about making a big change in my life until yesterday when I got a voice mail that surprised me nearly to death. I didn't know whether to be happy or angry. Too much time had elapsed in the return call, I thought. Then I thought about the wheels of mercy. I still am confused. God are you still with me on my request for the right decision? It's been well over a year. Trying hard to be patient.

God Bless

Myrtle Jean Sharp