So hubby and I got the bright idea to drive his father's car instead of flying back from the funeral services in OH. Seemed like a good idea and some wonderful bounding time for us as well.
I was nervous but of course I do realize that he isn’t the average man and no matter what with God and him I was in good hands. Obviously after loosing his parents exactly two months from each other is devasting but he continues to be strong, smile and keep going. He had the car tuned up, all the fluids changed and well inspected before we left. Mind you although this car is 15 years old it doesn’t have a mark on it, has been garaged for over a year, has a Corvette engine and only had 45,000 miles on it.
We both thought, let’s have a family prayer with all our loved ones before we leave but with pictures and hugs and well wishes we forget and as we stopped at a fast food restaurant we held hands and said a little one minute prayer (as I look back, it was canned, rehearsed, blah blah blah prayer). We laughed and joked on down the highway, found an R&B station in every city and managed to get through the end of Ohio and Indiana without a problem. 18 miles outside of Peoria, Ill. is when the fun began! The GPS didn’t give a location, it only said we were 18 miles from our next major city, no mile markers, no freeway signs, no lights, no nothing…just country. The car stopped. It coasted enough to get to the line dividing us and the freeway. The trucks were coming and literally blowing the car. He cranked a couple of times and nothing, nothing at all. The temperature gage raced hot to 260 and still nothing. We both looked at each other and started praying, praying,and more praying. He got out and raised the hood, and that radiator was hot but not that hot. Nothing. I’m just sitting in the car, “Father God, don’t leave us out here, you said whatsoever we ask for shall be given if we are obedient, Lord help us, you wouldn’t leave us out here in the middle of nowhere , so please Lord, start working this out”. He put his hands on the engine and said “Lord, did I get your signs wrong? I know you wouldn’t leave me out here with my wife in the middle of nowhere. Help us Lord”. He was looking for some flares in the trunk and couldn’t find any but he brought the bible out and we started reading scriptures. I called a tow truck but after attempts to explain our vicinity he got frustrated and hung up on me. I prayed and asked God to guide my eyes on this phone to the right number and tried again. The woman, listened and listened and said, “honey, I don’t care where you are, we are going to find you and get you out of there”. Her tow driver called and was even nicer. I was thinking, Lord help us, don’t send no crazy folks out here for no “Deliverance” mess. I know whoever you sending out here is an angel coming to do your work. Well don’t you know that man came with his crazy looking skin head self, and he truly was doing God’s work. He wouldn’t even put the car up on the truck, he told us, “we gonna figure this out, cause it’s not running hot”, by this time, the car was starting, but the check engine light was still on. We know (well they knew) it had nothing to do with the temperature or the car running hot. (I don’t know how he knew but he said it wasn’t that). My FIL had left a doohickey in the trunk, some kind of computerized diagnostic system thingy and the driver plugged it in to the car and let it do its thing. 20%, 50%, 90% Complete. He said “start it up”, and don’t you know that car started up…sounded STRONG! The engine light went off and everything! We were thinking about stopping at a hotel and having it looked at the next morning but my husband said, this car sounds strong and fine. We gonna keep going. I said okay, but I was thinking “O K A Y”, I’m trusting you Lord….and that we did. That car went on another 1900miles! Across, 7 more states and had the nerve to get even better gas mileage. All the way back to CA…but I couldn’t share till we were safely home. We didn’t take any more chances either. We plugged our ipod in and Marvin Sapp, Commissioned, Mary Mary, Hezekiah Walker, Helen Baylor, Kirk Franklin and every other song we know and loved all the way back home and each state we went through we praised God and thanked him for our continued journey. I know it was long, but it’s a testimony I had to share. God is good ALL THE TIME!