The Unclogging Process

After two days of watching my enthusiastic relatives work to clear my basement pipes, I’m sad to say they remain clogged. Things other than pipes, however, have been unclogging.

It began as blog readers shared their plumbing adventures with me and each other. Nancy wrote, “We had rocking toilets, collapsing sewer pipes, root-clogged drainage pipes, and so much more. One time our shower water was not going down, so David took the entire drain apart. I went upstairs and looked at the ‘air hole’ under the faucet, which was full of hair. I pulled the hair out, and David, who was downstairs looking up, got a face full of water.”

But Nancy also wrote about clogs of a different sort, the things that clog relationships and inhibit the important back-and-forth flow of communication between two people: “God used our house issues to teach David and me how to communicate without sharp words and with lots of love. Just like frustration levels soar with blocked pipes, so other emotions can sneak in and [clog our relationship], leading to spilled words that don’t belong in a marriage.”

She described how sin between two people (or between one person and God) is hidden from view when it begins, and then unforgiven sin is the start of big-time clogs in the relationships. The Bible says we’re to be “quick to hear,” and if someone can’t hear what God or each other is saying because sin is clogging the way, relationships dry up in a hurry. The reverse is true, too. Where would we be without the ability to pour out our troubles to God?

Clean drain

Yesterday my sister mentioned a TV ad from long ago in which a clear acrylic drain trap under the sink was filled with gunk. When the drain-clearing product being advertised was poured into the acrylic pipe, we watched in amazement as the clog rushed away like a mini-roller coaster on a track, allowing clean water to flow freely through the pipe.

That’s exactly how it is when we keep current in our communication with God and each other. As soon as the slightest bit of goo accumulates in the lines between us, we should quickly route it out before it gets big enough to hinder the flow. If the talking-listening paths become as badly clogged as my basement pipes are, restoring the back-and-forth of open communication might take days or even weeks.

Possibly...

It may not happen at all without painful excavating, followed by major reconstruction…. which is exactly where I fear my basement pipe-project is going.

I have an ace-in-the-hole, though: Nancy.

If I become feeble in whatever plumbing process lies ahead of me, I can always email her voice of experience, and I know she’ll “hear me clearly.”

“Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear.” (Ephesians 4:29)

Obstructed (Part 2)

After a discouraging day yesterday trying to rod out a basement drain pipe, my brother-in-law Bervin and nephew Karl returned early this morning with a bigger, better cable machine, determined to solve the problem. They’d figured out that the pipe, on its way from our shower to the street sewer, had become blocked with hair-like roots surrounded by globs of dirt.

From the pipe

Apparently a tiny root needs only a sliver between two sections of clay pipe to work its way in. As it grows, it produces a network of new roots, and the steady water supply of a shower-fed pipe facilitates hearty growth.

Little by little dirt follows roots into the pipe, and voila, a colossal clog. The guys pulled out a bucket-full of root-parts along with a generous supply of rich black soil, and it wasn’t long before the basement smelled like a newly rototilled garden.

As Bervin forced the twisting cable further and further down the pipe, there was no end to the root-dirt combo they found. It seemed to be literally filling the pipe, some roots the thickness of a finger. How any shower water could have drained in recent weeks was beyond our understanding.

Phase 2

About 3 hours later and 60 feet of cable down the pipe, our diligent workers reached an impasse beyond which the spinning line absolutely refused to go. By their calculations, it had passed under our entire basement floor, through the front yard, and out to the road in front of our house. Still the whoosh of free-flowing water we’d all longed to hear, hadn’t happened.

Eventually everybody runs into projects like this one, a set of rigid circumstances that refuses to bend to our will. It’s exasperating and even angering, but neither of those emotions help solve the problem.

Sometimes we encounter people-projects just as exasperating and angering, and our frustration leads us to apply the same force to change a person as we applied to the basement pipe, with the hope that we can make someone bend to our will. We might use our most creative ingenuity in an effort to force them to change, but much like our basement dilemma, for various reasons it doesn’t work.

After years of trying and lots of failing on my part, I’ve finally learned there’s only one way to change another person, and that’s to step back and let God do it. His power to convict, correct, and create something new within a human being is in a category all its own, just like a professional plumber’s high-powered equipment is superior to anything we’ve been able to use in our pipe.

God’s Spirit can cause change to flow into someone’s life like we never could, and I’m hoping a well-equipped plumber will be able to get water flowing through my shower drain again.

(Fingers crossed.)

Jesus cried out, “Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.’ ” (John 7:38)

Obstructed

Most of life’s crises begin so small they’re imperceptible. Whether it’s a cavity, a roof leak, or car trouble, in the beginning we know nothing.

Several months ago, I noticed our shower floor drain wasn’t draining as it should. Since this “beach shower” in the basement is the only shower we’ve got, I should have taken immediate action but ignored it for several more weeks. As it worsened, I thought pouring a gallon of bleach down the drain would help, but no.

Floor flood

More weeks passed, and the post-shower floor-puddle grew bigger and bigger. Eventually Nelson tried a plunger, followed by a toilet auger, then a liquid drain opener, and finally 25 feet of cable he purchased at Home Depot, hand-wound down the drain. But still it worsened with the water taking a full day to drain after each shower.

Eventually my neighbors came with a second cable, working in two linked floor drains, but the problem continued. We bought “the most powerful drain-unclogger in the world,” but the pipes responded by becoming 100% blocked.

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When any of us first become aware a problem is brewing and have a chance to take quick action, we often don’t.  Our reasons seem valid at the time:

  • My car’s been running great for 75,000 miles. That little noise is probably nothing.
  • I had a physical exam a month ago. If this new pain was significant, the doctor would have caught it then.
  • That spark in the wall outlet was just a one-time thing.

It’s easy to subscribe to the quasi-truth that “no news is good news,” at least until telltale signs of trouble pop up: a dripping noise under the kitchen sink, a thermostat unwilling to hit 70, a dog incessantly scratching himself. Instead of tackling the problem head-on, though, it’s simpler to hope it’ll correct itself.

But our hearts know better.

Spiritually we function in much the same way. Maybe we let a couple of white lies slip out, knowing they’re wrong but planning to correct them later. Then when we find ourselves in a lie-littered disaster zone, we regret indulging in that first little fib. Or maybe we fudge on a tax form, promising to catch up next time and end up with penalties and interest many times the size of our original bill.

God gave each of us an early warning system to help us stay out of trouble: a conscience. He’s moving us to take action the minute we think, “I shouldn’t be doing this.” If we ignore that and plunge ahead, we’ll be on our way to a mountain of misery.

How far can we go...

Today my relatives arrived with a 50 foot rented, motorized cable, but after 4 hours of back-breaking effort, our sign still says, “No showers allowed.”

Stay tuned…

“Keep your heart with all vigilance, for from it flow the springs of life.” (Proverbs 4:23)