Guardian Angels Come in All Forms
This week, they are ripping the carpet out in our church in order to replace it - something that is long overdue. While everything is out, Mike decided it was a good time to do a little remodeling in the choir area to make it more user friendly - as in mic cables underneath the floor instead of all over the floor so you have to step over them and constantly push them out of the way. It’s going to be great.
Anyway, Mike, along with our drummer and two other guys, was in there yesterday doing the demo to the choir area - ripping out the tile, tearing out the tile board, etc. etc.
Our drummer, bless him, decided to do some exploring. They crawled under the altar. They climbed up into the attic. And in the attic, he found there were some broken trusses (near the back of the church for those of you who actually go there). The ceiling has been sagging for awhile, and that clearly explains why there is sagging. And fixing broken trusses and a sagging ceiling is something Mike could probably do on his own. But, as he was leaving today, he chanced a look at the roof. And the roof itself is sagging. That is not good. Not. good. Very not good.
But, good that they found it during a week when the church is not being used. Right? And now they can get it fixed posthaste. Scary though. Very scary.
