As Albert Einstein once said, “If I would be a young man again and had to decide how to make my living, I would not try to become a scientist or scholar or teacher. I would rather choose to be a plumber or a peddler in the hope to find that modest degree of independence still available under present circumstances.”
As many of our readers know, Catholics United for the Faith is in the midst of a capital campaign to fund our move to our new headquarters (http://www.cuf.org/Capital_Campaign/index.asp). We’re about two-thirds of the way to our campaign goal. When we’re a little closer to our target, we will begin refurbishing the church building and rectory that we acquired from the Diocese of Steubenville.
In the meantime, apart from our building fund, we’ve been struggling to make ends meet during what has been an exceptionally difficult summer. But God has always provided for CUF over the 39 years of its existence, especially when things look bleakest.
This past week, however, God threw us a curveball. The water meter in the basement of our current headquarters (the one we’re trying to move out of) was severely corroded and started leaking into the basement. We were told by the city that they couldn’t replace it until a plumber put a new valve on our main water supply, because the old one was damaged and couldn’t be turned. When the plumber went to turn off the valve, the old, corroded water supply line blew out and needed to be replaced all the way to the city’s water main in the middle of the street.
In addition, the pipe that connected to the meter was of the same age as the main supply line and was subsequently damaged when the work was done. We now have water, finally, after hiring another plumber to come in and repair the basement water lines.
We’ve accumulated over $4,000 in plumbing expenses already. By the time all is said and done, the tab for all this work will likely be in the neighborhood of $6,000. (Unfortunately, we still don’t have a plumber in the family.)
This reminds me of the plumber who went to the attorney’s house to unstop the sink. When he finished he said to the attorney, “That will be $400.00.” The attorney was irate, saying, “What do you mean $400.00? You were only here 20 minutes–that’s ridiculous!” The plumber replied, “I thought the same thing when I was an attorney.”
In all seriousness, though, I needed to devote today’s post to this unexpected, significant (at least for us) expense. I honestly don’t know how we’re going to be able to pay this bill, and so I wanted to appeal to those of you who read this blog to help us out in any way you can. Tax-deductible contributions may be made at www.cuf.org, or (via credit card) by calling 1-800-MY-FAITH, or by sending a check to CUF, c/o 827 N. 4th St., Steubenville, OH 43952.
Thank you so much for your prayers, your loving concern, and your generous support during this time of serious need.