I purchased this small guest house in Laveen Arizona at a reasonable price because it had been divided off from the the large house, but had no water or electricity. It took me 5 months, and a lot of money, to get electricity. My friend from Brentwood California, who has a well drilling company, was so kind to fly out here with his wife and did the well dousing and told me where to drill. (He couldn’t drill because it is a different state.)
A local company here did the drilling. Well today, the well drillers, after two days, hit water. I am so so thankful to God and my friends who prayed I would find water. It is not much water, but is plenty for my needs. They said by the rocks and sand that washes up, they can tell when they hit water. Thank you God. I kept thinking during this Octave of Pentecost when Jesus would say that the Holy Spirit was like water welling out into our hearts. So I especially prayed to the saints of the day, (St. Bede and St. Augustine of Canterbury) and the Holy Spirit.
The original author of this blog passed away in July of 2016. RIP Father Carota.