Prayer Request: Patty’s Car


My wife called the mechanic yesterday to see if any progress had been made toward repairing her car; and what she got was, “I’ll call you, I want to have a discussion…”

What does that mean? It sounds bad! It sounds expensive. And no call yet, so maybe we can fret about it all weekend.

We could use a break on this. If you think of it, we would appreciate your prayers. I know it’s not a great spiritual thing–but Lord, Our Father, please restore this car to us! In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Update: Pat spoke to the mechanic and he’s sure everything can be fixed just fine–only it’ll take a few weeks. Auto repair shops are swamped, these days. I think people want to keep real cars that don’t suddenly burst into flame on you.

Thank you, Lord Jesus!

17 comments on “Prayer Request: Patty’s Car

  1. I am praying for this. I understand the anxiety over things such as this. The Lord also understands, and He cares for us and all our needs.

    1. See the update: sorta, kinda good news today. (Although someone’s getting stir-crazy from not having a car. No 15-minute cities for us!)

  2. I’ve been praying about this, and I was going to ask you for a progress report but you anticipated my question. Please continue to keep us updated. In all these things, the waiting is the worst part.

  3. For a long while I have not had car problems, now, have I got some van horror stories, a money pit, it’s a beast with an insatiable appetite. The only solution, jack-up the gas cap, and slide a new van under it.

  4. Some say it sounds like good news. But I am not sure. I have a divergent opinion. That sounds ominous, cue the theme song from Jaws. Or,

    “its going to be a bright, bright sunshiny day…”
    I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,
    All of the bad feelings have disappeared,
    Here is that rainbow, I’ve been praying for….

    Well, we will pray, it’s going to be a bright sunshiny day.

  5. Our van, the Sardine Express, is used a lot for transporting folks from the church, one place to another. And for our family, a car would not be big enough. We had 12 in it the other day, when we went to the cemetery. The 26th was the second anniversary of Maribeth’s passing.

    We also use it for other purposes. Here is a bit from a book I am writing.

    “My father-in-law passed away at a hospital, a few hours’ drive from our home. When we went to the morgue to retrieve his body, I should have known, due to my previous experience, how things would be handled. Nevertheless, to my shock, he wasn’t in a casket or body bag, hadn’t been embalmed, and was lying on a sheet and barely covered with another. It was unsettling as we placed his body in the back of our van and covered him with blankets to preserve his dignity, and drove to the funeral parlor.

    Imagine doing that in the States, and getting stopped by the police. As they’re checking the car, they’d find a dead body lying in the backseat. Quickly, they’d draw their guns, and back away. While they were calling for backup, and ordering us to get out, and lay on the ground, with our hands behind our backs, I’d be explaining; “But officers, I was just bringing my father-in-law to the funeral parlor.”’

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