I should have posted this several months ago, but never got around to it.
In April, the first car I ever bought died. We knew it was going to go soon. Our prayer was that it wouldn't cause any injuries when it went. Brian drove to a meeting on a Thursday evening in the beginning of April. When he came out the car wouldn't start. Someone was able to give him a ride home. The next day he wanted to try it once more before getting it towed to the mechanic. Upon arriving at the car, he knew there was no way he was going to start it. A huge black, green puddle spread out from under the car. The car was pronounced dead the next day. It needed a new engine. A used one would cost $2,500 and a new $3,000 and the car would still have all the other problems our 210,000 mile car had.
We began to pray, again. Brian's specific request was that we could follow through with our promise of not incurring any new debt in obtaining a car. We began praying privately on Monday, Wednesday we shared our specific request with friends and on Friday a free car was sitting in our driveway. God is good!
I don't have a picture of the new car, yet, but it is a 1993 Chevy Cavalier with 130,000 miles. It has it's quirks, the main one being a very loud squealing belt, but it runs well and transports us to where we need to go. I miss my green, Ford Escort wagon, but it served us well lasting for 10 years and 216,111 miles. Goodbye, my friend!