I realized after the events of the past few days that if I didn’t get back to writing all this down, I’d forget something. Going back to where we were before, I had started getting to know a couple of the neighbors as I passed by their houses when they were outside. This part of the story is no different, but you need a little background info first.
I live in a state where smog checks are required every so often. Last year, I had my first required check. My car failed. I won’t go into all the details, but we’ve been driving around with the check engine light on for as many years as we’ve had the car due to an after-market exhaust system that was installed before we bought it. The state doesn’t care why the check engine light comes on, they just care that it doesn’t. So that’s three catalytic converters. There was another issue, too, which we were able to fix and then get an extension for the rest.
This past summer was when the extension expired, but I wasn’t in a position to do the repairs at the time. I asked God what I should do since I wasn’t even sure if it was worth putting more and more money into an older car. He told me to wait until after I moved. (At some point, I should probably tell the story about where we lived since I last posted regularly so this makes more sense.)
Once we got settled in our new place, I wasn’t quite sure if I was supposed to take it back to the same mechanic or find someone new. I didn’t know if I should put in new parts or find used ones like the mechanic suggested to save me some money. All I knew was that I was impressed that I needed to get it done soon.
We live on the corner of our street and another street that Ts into it. There’s a duplex on the other side of that street. Every time I’ve seen it, I’ve gotten the impression that I needed to connect with the people inside, but they were never out when I walked by. Until a few weeks ago.
I was headed out with Buddy for our usual walk, and I saw a man outside the duplex changing the tires on his car. He seemed busy, so I didn’t interrupt him, but I definitely felt impressed to say something about what he was doing. I decided I’d talk to him when I returned if he was still outside. Thankfully, he was! Turns out he’s a mechanic with his own shop, but he works on cars at his house, too. He was willing and able to do not only the main work I need done, but a whole list of other things that needed work, too, (like replacing the timing belt, putting in a new windshield washer fluid tank because the old one was cracked, doing a tune-up and more) for less than half of the original estimate.
In the process, I’ve gotten to know him and his wife a bit. I was wanting to invite them over for dinner to say thank you, but we don’t have a dining table since I donated our old one when it was too big to fit in the next to last place we lived. I prayed for that, too, so we could start inviting people over. A day or two later, I mentioned to him about having them over once we get a table, and he got all excited. He had a table with chairs in his garage he was more than happy to give us so he’d have more room to work. Not only is he giving us a table, but he brought over two end tables, a rocking chair, a bookshelf, and a lamp! He even offered to bring more if we needed it.
Friends, God knows our needs and the best way to provide for them. We don’t have to worry about figuring all that out. We just have to stay connected to Him and trust Him to work things out at the right time once we’ve asked. He hears our prayers and only wants good things for us. We can count on that each and every day.