God Stole My Car!!

 

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!