Sewer Line Nightmare

Recently, I had to learn more about sewer lines than I ever wanted to know.  My house was built in 1959.  It has not been too unusual for my sewer line to become clogged about once a year.  Usually a phone call to the local sewer cleaning service solves the problem.  The other day, I called them and they arrived within an hour.  As their "snake" was being inserted into the line, instead of cutting through the tree root causing the clog, the snake went through the side of my sewer line and emerged at the top of the ground about 50 feet from our house.  The person operating the equipment looked at me and said, "Oops.  That's not good".  He told me I would need to contact a plumber, hurriedly collected his equipment, charged me for the visit, and left as quickly as he could.

No problem, I thought to myself.  I can handle this.  Tomorrow morning, I'll just call a local plumber and $1000 to $2000 later, this problem will go away.  Unfortunately our home town is in the middle of a building boom and I soon learned that all the local plumbers had more new construction contract work than they could handle.  The last thing they wanted to do was come over to my house and dig up my sewer line.  Suddenly this wasn't going to be so easy. 

My son and I spent one day digging up the section that was broken and I installed a rubber patch that clamped into position with hose clamps.  This solved the immediate emergency.  However, the more I looked at the condition of our sewer line, the more I realized it was probably in terrible condition from one end to the other.  What I really needed to do was not to band-aid the problem, but instead to dig up and replace about 50 feet of sewer line buried at a depth of 2 to 5 feet.  The replacement line was PVC and should be fairly easy to install.  The hard part was going to be the digging.  To make a long story short, my son and I invested about 3 days of our lives digging that line up by hand.  It then only took a couple of hours to install the new PVC line.

I started at the end that connected to the city's sewer line and worked my way up the hill installing 10 foot sections of PVC.  Each piece inserts into the end of the previous section and glues together with a special cement.

Then it happened

I had to cut the last section to fit and connect it to the cast iron line that goes under my house.  They make a special rubber coupling to make this connection.  This section of the trench was about 5 feet deep.  I'm 6 feet tall, so the trench was shoulder high.  I was down in the trench test fitting this coupling onto the end of the pipe, when I heard a familiar sound.  I could have sworn I heard a toilet flushing inside the house.  The sound was traveling through the cast iron sewer pipe.  The next sound I heard reminded me of a visit I once made to Niagara Falls.  I am quite certain that the US Men's Olympic Gymnastic Team would have been impressed by the way I placed my hands on either side of that trench and flipped my legs over the side in a dismount maneuver that had to score a perfect 10 from the judges.  I probably only escaped being sprayed with sewage by less than 2 tenths of a second.  It is amazing what a forty-something person can do when the adrenalin is pumping..  I still don't know how I pulled it off.

Meanwhile inside the house, upon hearing the toilet flush, my wife screamed, "No!" at one of our kids, but realized it was too late.  She came running out on the deck to see if I was washed away, never to be seen again.  There I was, probably less than 2 minutes from making my last connection.  Now I had to clear the bottom of the trench before I could finish up.

To this day, if I happen to hear the distant sound of a toilet flushing, I've been know to duck for cover.  The doctors tell me it's Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome and that I'm having flash backs to the original event.  I just know it can be embarrassing to explain, especially when I'm at work.

Well, we let that new sewer line  run for few days to confirm that there were no leaks and then we spent another day filling in the trench.

As you think about the experience, have you ever wondered where your sewage goes once you flush the toilet?  I'm afraid that I now know more than I ever wanted to know.  We normally just flush the toilet and assume things just work the way they are supposed to.

Now, here's something a little more serious.  What about the real garbage in our lives?  What about all the things we do contrary to what God has asked us to do?  If you are still with me, God calls this sin.  We all have it in our lives and we usually try to hide it and assume there won't be any consequences.  Just like my sewer line, eventually there is going to be a problem and a price to pay.  What happens when you get to the end of your life and you've got to account for the mess you've made?  Who can you turn to when its too late?  Is there some Super Plumber  today that can dig into your soul, clean up the problems, and fix it so you know for certain the sin has been taken care of forever?

The Bible tells us that God has provided an answer for the sin in our lives.  Please click on the following link and find out how to clean up the sin in your life and know for certain that you are Going to Heaven.  You can laugh this off and ignore me, but one day, you will answer to God, and you will not be able to ignore Him.  Please, click on that link.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my story.  I pray you will visit the link I just mentioned.  Your eternal destiny depends on the information contained there.

May God bless you and your family,

Jerry Lovett
Web Pages for Jesus

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