God
Stole my Car!!
(R.I.P.
my Legacy!)
By
Gary L. Clendenon
Original
Post: April 8, 2020
I’ve
been waiting for 3 weeks to share this story with you!
Three
weeks ago yesterday, I discovered my car was stolen—my 1998 Subaru
Legacy. Because this car was a gift from my father before he passed
away, it had a special connection for me to remember my father. In
the back part of the car, there was a deep dent which my dad strongly
apologized to me for—something about a tool and he not getting
along, which ironically turned out to be my cool reminder of him.
Then
there’s the story of the car’s custom wheels. When he bought
them, he was worried that I might think poorly of him for frivolously
spending money that could have gone to the poor. I was a pretty
zealous missionary when I was younger, I guess!
Ironically,
I loved
the wheels—a lot—and was really glad that he got them. After my
dad passed, every time I saw those wheels or that dent, I smiled and
was glad that they were there—a small reminder of the man I loved
and called Dad.
Lately,
though, I’ve been, well I guess if I’m being honest, I’ve been
worrying because the Legacy was starting to come apart and break down
and not work well. I was really worried because I didn’t have any
money to make the so many
needed repairs on this vehicle. And I needed repairs on this
vehicle. And I certainly
didn’t
have enough money to buy a newer car! I had even begun to worry out
loud to my Heavenly Father—not seeing “a way out” for me on
this topic! Not to mention that I needed the car for my job which
involves taking gentlemen places in my car!
Because
of the Covid-19 virus, it was decided the 1st week of March it would
be best for me not to work with the gentlemen I worked with until it
was safe again. My car was stolen ten days later after I had just
made a very important trip to my eye doctor. So, turns out I didn’t
need a car anymore to work! First two weeks of March for me equaled:
No Job and No Car!
When
my car was stolen, I asked for prayers from my Facebook
Family for my situation, not going into details and not sure how it
would all turn out. Lately I’ve been intentioning to see things
differently and not immediately judge everything as good or bad.
I’ve been attempting to understand and believe that if my life is
in GOD’s hand and everything is going to “work out for the best”,
then whatever is happening or has happened to me has been
“GOD-approved”. So, with that in mind, I hypothesized that this
was
GOD’s unique way of answering my prayers: By
stealing my car!!
It
just so happens that someone saw my post regarding my stolen car and
they just happened to have an older car they were trying to get rid
of. They were impressed several times that I might need a car, and
when they saw my post on Facebook, that was their confirmation.
Today, I picked up their old car and my new car! What a blessing!
Because
I have car insurance, during this time, I was given a very nice, new,
fun little rental car to use at my disposal, and after three weeks,
my insurance said, per their policy, “your car that was stolen is
now ours and we are going to send you money of equal value to
purchase the same car you lost.” I had looked up the value of my
Subaru Legacy on Kelly Blue Book, and based on that did not have very
high expectations for what I would receive. Boy howdy, was I very
nicely surprised when my insurance company told me they had valued
the Legacy at about twice the amount that I had seen and they would
be sending that amount of money to my bank account! Wow! I am
blessed!
I
share this story with you to bring you hope. Three weeks ago I felt
hopeless and now my prayers have been answered in the best possible
ways—ways that I did not even imagine could be! Nothing is too
small for our GOD! You may not see any light at the end of your
tunnel, but hang in there and trust that your
Heavenly Father’s plans are “for your good” and will work out
“for the best”!
So,
ya, GOD
STOLE MY CAR,
and I’m praising Him—with a mischievous grin—for doing it!