The idea of asking God to help in times of fixing things goes back to my early childhood. My Father used to manage an apartment complex and one time he spent a couple of days on trying to fix a plumbing problem. After many hours with jackhammers, tree roots, and an awful smell, my father stated he was at his breaking point. He exhaustedly prayed and asked God to help him. It was in no time at all that the clog was relieved. My father experienced his failures turned to succes with a simple honest prayer. While we thought it was amazing, we didn't actually continue praying. We thought miracles only happen once in a great while. - we were wrong.
Years had passed and I remember my father sharing this story of how God had helped him fix a sewer clog after praying. The person listening was , Vince Coles (r.i.p.) Vince was a very kind and gentle man with the spirit of a child. Vince had whitnessed the power of God in his own life. He told me once when he was a child he road his tricycle off in a very deep hole. He said when he was in the air, it felt like someone was gently and slowly lowering him down. He landed safely in the bottom with even falling off. He knew God had saved him. Another time Vince came home to his first wife to find another man who had been with his wife. Vince grabbed his gun and was going to shoot this man, but God blinded him and he couldn't see where to shoot. The man escaped and Vince later calmed down. This child of God, who overheard my father's story took it to heart. Vince was a mechanic for a lawn mower shop. His co-workers would often make fun of Vince for being a Christian and curse him. Vince knew the power of prayer, he often would pray before fixing something. One day he noticed a co-worker cursing the mower he was working on. The man had spent over 4 hours trying to fix an electrical problem. Vince asked if he could pray with the man - he sarcastically agreed. In a matter of minutes, the found the problem. Vince had whitnessed the power of God's intimate love to this man he could not deny it's reality.
Some time later I was visiting my parents and they shared with me that they just got a rebuilt transmission put back into their Suburban. They spent all that money and it didn't work-the truck would not shift. My brother who was a mechanic couldn't figure it out and my brother-in-law, a mechanic as well, couldn't figure it out either. Listening to my parents tell me this disappointment, I realized that they didn't have the time or extra money to take the transmission back out and have it fixed. So I decided to go out, pray, and see what God would do. I went out into the garage, layed on a creeper under the truck and began to pray. I thanked God for the opportunity and asked for His help, admitting that I could not do it without Him. I began to observe the situation and I began to think that an automatic trans shifts by vaccuum so I inspected the line and it looked good, so I looked else where. The more I looked and pondered, I could not get that vaccuum line out of my mind. So I said, to myself, OK Lord, if you think so. I replaced the vaccuum line with a piece of rubber hose. To my shock, it worked, the truck shifted just fine. Up top, by the distributor, there was a bend in the metal line. It wasn't too sharp , but appearently closed off too much vaccuum. Now only God can take a young man, with no experience and fix something that two paid mechanics could not figure out. When I remember this event I smile and think of one of my favorite verses in the bible: 1 Corinthians 1:27 "But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong."
I am learning that God will be an integral part of your life - if you let him. While in college, my room mate told me of a 1985 Camaro with 53k original miles for sale. The student had bought another car and the 1985 Camaro was getting parking tickets. I had $600.00 in my savings account. I made a simple prayer, "Lord if you want me to have this car, then he will accept my offer". I went and looked at the car. I told the guy, "I don't mean to disrespectful, but I only have $600.00 and will buy it if you are interested. He called me the next day and said, "it's yours". He went to a junk yard and they offered him $575.00. He said he would rather sell it to me and get $25 more. You see the junk yard wanted it for practically nothing and my offer was just enough. I drive the car happily for about 4 more years and sold it for $900.00
After having the Camaro it was time to look for a family car to better carry our future baby. I began to pray and ask God to help us in the search. I began to notice a 1989 Corsica stting by a house on the way to my in-laws. Months went by and the car was still there. I began to think the car could be bought cheap. I asked for the Lord's guidance and wisdom on this venture because I had no idea what could be wrong with the car. I knocked on teh door and the man told me that he was going to drive the car down to a lot to have it sold and it quit on him and has sat ever since. I told him I was interested in buying the car and he priced it to me for $1500.00 if I could get it running. Well I was excited because that was half the cost of one equal age and condition. AS the days passed, I prayed and asked for direction. I was told a number of things from reliable sources what could be wrong with the car, head gasket, ignition, fuel pump, ect. and the list went on. But the idea of faulty ignition kept in my mind. Now the car was getting spark, but I felt that the ignition was the place to start. I planned on a trip to go and remove the ignition module from the engine and have it tested. Upon arriving I noticed that I had not brought my jack or stands and knew if I dropped a part on the ground I could not complete my task. So I prayed, "Lord, I can't do this without you". From the start, the first socket I pulled out was the right size. (miracle #1 :) I removed the part with out dropping a single nut. This was amazing since the ingition module is on the backside of the engine, under the intake. I had to lay on top of the motor and kinda "bearhug" the thing to get my hands in the right place. I also was rushing to beat the storm that was approaching. Well I got the part off, loaded my car and as soon as I sat down it began to poor. I took the ignition part in to Autozone, they tested it and it was bad. So the Lord blessed my family with a car that cost $1500.00 and about $90.00 in parts on a car that was worth $2500-3500 at the time. I am pretty sure how this could have ended up without God's help: If the car did not have a cracked head, or block, I probably would have put numerous new parts on the car before figuring out the ignition module. I would have shown up to fix it, dropped parts to far to reach, broken off bolts and well...you have probably been there. But God taught me the blessings of including him in my life and letting Him lead me.
As I have mentioned before, God has helped me many times when I was fixing something. He has also blessed me with automotive opportunities. When I was teaching I was approached by a fellow teacher who needed some help getting an old car running. Naturally I said "sure". He said it was his fatheer-in-law's car and hadn't run in over 13 years. When I asked what year it was , all he could remember was that it looked like a big parade car. A year went by before he asked again. He told me that they sold the property and had to get the car out the coming weekend or the new owners would take possesion. I told him, to my best estimate, that it would probably sell for around $1500.00 at most if it were drivable. I also estimated that it would take about $1000.00 worth of parts and labor to get it ready to sell. ( To restore the braking, fuel, and ignition systems - not to mention if the trans had dried up ). Then I decided I had better consult the Lord on this because I knew it was a luxury item and could not have without his blessing. I said a simple prayer of "Lord if buying this car is your will, then please show me a sign". So I told my friend that I could help him get it ready to sell for $1000.00 or buy it from him for $500.00 He said he would talk to his wife and get back with me. Now I didn't have the money in the bank at the time but felt if the Lord wanted me to have this car, He would work it out. The next day he told me his wife agreed to sell me the car for $500.00. When I got home from work that very day, I had a check in the mail for $517.00 for some curriculum writing I had done the previous summer! I knew right then that the Lord was gonna help me. That Friday, my wife and I went to look at the car that I had bought to see how I was gonna get it home before noon on Saturday. In a small, one car garage, burried under a mound of furniture was a 1951 Buick 56r Riviera. It had a grill so large and shiney that it almost matched my smile. Two door hard top, automatic, wide white walls, tons of chrome, I nearly fainted from joy. The next morning I showed up with a small aircompressor to inflate the flattened tires and about an hour before the tow truck was to arrive. I began removing all the furniture and tried the first tire. No luck, the tire was wrinkled and air was leaking as fast as I was pumping it in. In dismay, I prayed "Lord, now what?" I soon was given the idea to check the spare. I popped the trunk and found the original spare, pumped it up and traded the first tire with the original jack. I took out the wrinkled tire and jumped on it until the compressor filled the leak. After airing up all the tires, I rolled it out. I had just leaned up against the car to catch my breath when the flatbed tow truck came down the street. It was perfect timing. Remebering all the stress and prayers, I began to chuckle to think what the Lord had pulled off that morning. He was truely helping me. I got it safely home and began inspecting the car and pondering what the Lord had in store for me next.
While I had the Buick I learned many things about the car and it's design. It was very interesting to try to figure out how things worked on it. I met my neighbor down the road who witnessed to me about how the Lord had helped him over the years. I also learned the stress of driving something so large realizing that if I had wrecked it, parts would be difficult to find. Now I never meant to keep the car, just fix it up and sell it to make some side money for our family. I learned how "crazy" some people can be when you are trying to sell an old car. I had one guy drive from Ohio to buy it and backed out when he saw how the tail lights were designed. Now I am sure this information could have been found somewhere in Ohio. Another fellow wanted to drive it, so we did, and he scared me. He tried to drive that 1951 buick like a 2000 model and complained about it's performance. He also poked a hole in the quarter panel with his pocket knife while "inspecting paint flaws". I kept my mouth tight because we needed the money to help pay for my soon to be arriving baby girl. He decided not to buy it when I refused to take the car and have the grease fittings checked upon his request. He thought I was rude and I thought he was, well ... a challenge to my Christianity. I dropped the price and set it out down town for about 2 hours with a for sale sign on the bumper. The next day I had a man out to the house wanting to buy it. He did not even want to test drive it. He told me that he had loved the car since a small boy - he lived in the same town as the car. He came back with money and paid in cash. We now had plenty of money to cover the expense of the birth and decorate the nursery. While I did not know at the time, my wife had arranged the purchase of my friends late wife's 1969 chevelle. He sold the Chevelle, 64k original miles, to my wife for $1500.00 because he said he knew I woul take good care of it. So now, thanks to God's unbelievable grace, I drive a 1969 Chevy Chevelle every day to work. God has taught me He really is King, and will allow His children to have things they don't deserve nor have earned. It is very humbling to look back over the years and see what He has done. This is the same God many men avoid so they can fish or watch NASCAR. If they only knew. :) Perhaps that is "our" job. To spread the word about a loving Heavenly Father that desperately wants to know His children.
Once when I was changing a head gasket on a Cavalier, I got down to the last head bolt and the the socket slipped. I tried again and it slipped even easier. Next, I tried different sockets, and finally resorted to tapping the head of the bolt with a hammer to somewhat flatten it out to try and get a new bite and maybe, just maybe, break the bolt loose. When I tried the socket again, I realized there was no way to get the bolt broken loose with my limited tools and experience. That's when I asked God for help. I knelt there in the garage floor and told God, "Lord, you know that I need this car, and I can't get this without you. If you don't help me, I can't do it on my own, and you know that, because you've seen me here working on this and there's nothing else I can do. So I'm asking you now to please help me Lord, in Jesus name." I then went back with the same socket and guess what, the bolt broke loose! Then I thanked God throughout the rest of the project! Some time later a friend of mine was removing the heads on his 454 truck and ran into the same problem, so he called me. I told him, "Larry, remember when I told you how the Lord helped me with mine?" He replied,"Yes." I said, "Go out there and pray over that engine in Jesus name, and tell Him that you know you can't get it on your own, and without Him, you know that you cannot get it." Larry called back a few minutes later saying, "Guess what? It worked!" This happened to me back around 1992, and I still think about how God is concerned about our problems, no matter how trival they may be. But too many times we fail to ask Him and we try to do everything on our own. How much more God has for us if we ask!
You know it's people like you guys that really help the poor folks that think Jesus is still dead or on the cross. He wants us to come to Him at all times even when we drop a bolt or can not get the drain pipe off. Jesus wants us to depend on Him for everything not just the big or the impossible everything we do we should seek the will of the father.Jesus said the words He spoke were not His own He only did what He saw the Father do and said what the Father told Him to say. He never put His opinion in the matter. Jesus had every oppertunity we have to get in the flesh, but He choose to do what He knew His Father wanted Him to do. Praise God He counted us worth the cost! We must continue to spread the gospel of JESUS CHRIST to set the captives free,free from religion and free from old mind sets to walk bodly in the presance of God and proclaim Jesus,He is coming back SOON. I have more than one story of how Jesus has helped me through the many trails I've had as a mechanic/jack of all traids. He alone is Worthy of the praise!
Thank you guys for the reminder to ask The Lord for help in all things. I can say this with a certainty: It definitely won't hurt to ask! My mechanical experiences up to now have been that things won't work until I hit a certain level of cursing. I'm sure game to try it, because I sometimes hate to do mechanical work for that reason alone.
I'm Catholic, and I pray the Rosary every morning right after I get up, and every evening right before I go to bed. It takes about 15 minutes to say those prayers, and during that time the solution to many problems just occur to me. I am presently rebuilding the front suspension a '53 Chevy, and 4 or 5 times I would be stymied--for instance not being able to drive the pin from the idler/third arm assembly. When that happens I put the part aside and do something else, and without fail when I am praying the solution to that particular problem comes to me--in the case of the idler-thrid arm, I recalled while I was praying that I had an old king-pin that was the exact size and heft I needed to use as a drive-pin. Next morning I had it out in no-time.
Before I dyno tune each race engine I pray to God for guidance and that I won't blow it up. Once I didn't pray and I blew a brand new engine, for no obvious reason. It taught me not to have too much confidence in my own abilities! We can't take for granted the gifts we are given by God.
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The idea of asking God to help in times of fixing things goes back to my early childhood. My Father used to manage an apartment complex and one time he spent a couple of days on trying to fix a plumbing problem. After many hours with jackhammers, tree roots, and an awful smell, my father stated he was at his breaking point. He exhaustedly prayed and asked God to help him. It was in no time at all that the clog was relieved. My father experienced his failures turned to succes with a simple honest prayer.
While we thought it was amazing, we didn't actually continue praying. We thought miracles only happen once in a great while. - we were wrong.
Years had passed and I remember my father sharing this story of how God had helped him fix a sewer clog after praying. The person listening was , Vince Coles (r.i.p.) Vince was a very kind and gentle man with the spirit of a child. Vince had whitnessed the power of God in his own life. He told me once when he was a child he road his tricycle off in a very deep hole. He said when he was in the air, it felt like someone was gently and slowly lowering him down. He landed safely in the bottom with even falling off. He knew God had saved him. Another time Vince came home to his first wife to find another man who had been with his wife. Vince grabbed his gun and was going to shoot this man, but God blinded him and he couldn't see where to shoot. The man escaped and Vince later calmed down. This child of God, who overheard my father's story took it to heart. Vince was a mechanic for a lawn mower shop. His co-workers would often make fun of Vince for being a Christian and curse him. Vince knew the power of prayer, he often would pray before fixing something. One day he noticed a co-worker cursing the mower he was working on. The man had spent over 4 hours trying to fix an electrical problem. Vince asked if he could pray with the man - he sarcastically agreed. In a matter of minutes, the found the problem. Vince had whitnessed the power of God's intimate love to this man he could not deny it's reality.
Some time later I was visiting my parents and they shared with me that they just got a rebuilt transmission put back into their Suburban. They spent all that money and it didn't work-the truck would not shift. My brother who was a mechanic couldn't figure it out and my brother-in-law, a mechanic as well, couldn't figure it out either. Listening to my parents tell me this disappointment, I realized that they didn't have the time or extra money to take the transmission back out and have it fixed. So I decided to go out, pray, and see what God would do.
I went out into the garage, layed on a creeper under the truck and began to pray. I thanked God for the opportunity and asked for His help, admitting that I could not do it without Him. I began to observe the situation and I began to think that an automatic trans shifts by vaccuum so I inspected the line and it looked good, so I looked else where. The more I looked and pondered, I could not get that vaccuum line out of my mind. So I said, to myself, OK Lord, if you think so. I replaced the vaccuum line with a piece of rubber hose. To my shock, it worked, the truck shifted just fine. Up top, by the distributor, there was a bend in the metal line. It wasn't too sharp , but appearently closed off too much vaccuum. Now only God can take a young man, with no experience and fix something that two paid mechanics could not figure out. When I remember this event I smile and think of one of my favorite verses in the bible:
1 Corinthians 1:27
"But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong."
I am learning that God will be an integral part of your life - if you let him. While in college, my room mate told me of a 1985 Camaro with 53k original miles for sale. The student had bought another car and the 1985 Camaro was getting parking tickets. I had $600.00 in my savings account. I made a simple prayer, "Lord if you want me to have this car, then he will accept my offer". I went and looked at the car. I told the guy, "I don't mean to disrespectful, but I only have $600.00 and will buy it if you are interested. He called me the next day and said, "it's yours". He went to a junk yard and they offered him $575.00. He said he would rather sell it to me and get $25 more. You see the junk yard wanted it for practically nothing and my offer was just enough. I drive the car happily for about 4 more years and sold it for $900.00
After having the Camaro it was time to look for a family car to better carry our future baby. I began to pray and ask God to help us in the search. I began to notice a 1989 Corsica stting by a house on the way to my in-laws. Months went by and the car was still there. I began to think the car could be bought cheap. I asked for the Lord's guidance and wisdom on this venture because I had no idea what could be wrong with the car. I knocked on teh door and the man told me that he was going to drive the car down to a lot to have it sold and it quit on him and has sat ever since. I told him I was interested in buying the car and he priced it to me for $1500.00 if I could get it running. Well I was excited because that was half the cost of one equal age and condition. AS the days passed, I prayed and asked for direction. I was told a number of things from reliable sources what could be wrong with the car, head gasket, ignition, fuel pump, ect. and the list went on. But the idea of faulty ignition kept in my mind. Now the car was getting spark, but I felt that the ignition was the place to start. I planned on a trip to go and remove the ignition module from the engine and have it tested. Upon arriving I noticed that I had not brought my jack or stands and knew if I dropped a part on the ground I could not complete my task. So I prayed, "Lord, I can't do this without you". From the start, the first socket I pulled out was the right size. (miracle #1 :) I removed the part with out dropping a single nut. This was amazing since the ingition module is on the backside of the engine, under the intake. I had to lay on top of the motor and kinda "bearhug" the thing to get my hands in the right place. I also was rushing to beat the storm that was approaching. Well I got the part off, loaded my car and as soon as I sat down it began to poor. I took the ignition part in to Autozone, they tested it and it was bad. So the Lord blessed my family with a car that cost $1500.00 and about $90.00 in parts on a car that was worth $2500-3500 at the time. I am pretty sure how this could have ended up without God's help: If the car did not have a cracked head, or block, I probably would have put numerous new parts on the car before figuring out the ignition module. I would have shown up to fix it, dropped parts to far to reach, broken off bolts and well...you have probably been there. But God taught me the blessings of including him in my life and letting Him lead me.
As I have mentioned before, God has helped me many times when I was fixing something. He has also blessed me with automotive opportunities. When I was teaching I was approached by a fellow teacher who needed some help getting an old car running. Naturally I said "sure". He said it was his fatheer-in-law's car and hadn't run in over 13 years. When I asked what year it was , all he could remember was that it looked like a big parade car. A year went by before he asked again. He told me that they sold the property and had to get the car out the coming weekend or the new owners would take possesion. I told him, to my best estimate, that it would probably sell for around $1500.00 at most if it were drivable. I also estimated that it would take about $1000.00 worth of parts and labor to get it ready to sell. ( To restore the braking, fuel, and ignition systems - not to mention if the trans had dried up ). Then I decided I had better consult the Lord on this because I knew it was a luxury item and could not have without his blessing. I said a simple prayer of "Lord if buying this car is your will, then please show me a sign". So I told my friend that I could help him get it ready to sell for $1000.00 or buy it from him for $500.00 He said he would talk to his wife and get back with me. Now I didn't have the money in the bank at the time but felt if the Lord wanted me to have this car, He would work it out. The next day he told me his wife agreed to sell me the car for $500.00. When I got home from work that very day, I had a check in the mail for $517.00 for some curriculum writing I had done the previous summer! I knew right then that the Lord was gonna help me. That Friday, my wife and I went to look at the car that I had bought to see how I was gonna get it home before noon on Saturday. In a small, one car garage, burried under a mound of furniture was a 1951 Buick 56r Riviera. It had a grill so large and shiney that it almost matched my smile. Two door hard top, automatic, wide white walls, tons of chrome, I nearly fainted from joy.
The next morning I showed up with a small aircompressor to inflate the flattened tires and about an hour before the tow truck was to arrive. I began removing all the furniture and tried the first tire. No luck, the tire was wrinkled and air was leaking as fast as I was pumping it in. In dismay, I prayed "Lord, now what?"
I soon was given the idea to check the spare. I popped the trunk and found the original spare, pumped it up and traded the first tire with the original jack. I took out the wrinkled tire and jumped on it until the compressor filled the leak. After airing up all the tires, I rolled it out. I had just leaned up against the car to catch my breath when the flatbed tow truck came down the street. It was perfect timing. Remebering all the stress and prayers, I began to chuckle to think what the Lord had pulled off that morning. He was truely helping me. I got it safely home and began inspecting the car and pondering what the Lord had in store for me next.
While I had the Buick I learned many things about the car and it's design. It was very interesting to try to figure out how things worked on it. I met my neighbor down the road who witnessed to me about how the Lord had helped him over the years. I also learned the stress of driving something so large realizing that if I had wrecked it, parts would be difficult to find. Now I never meant to keep the car, just fix it up and sell it to make some side money for our family. I learned how "crazy" some people can be when you are trying to sell an old car. I had one guy drive from Ohio to buy it and backed out when he saw how the tail lights were designed. Now I am sure this information could have been found somewhere in Ohio. Another fellow wanted to drive it, so we did, and he scared me. He tried to drive that 1951 buick like a 2000 model and complained about it's performance. He also poked a hole in the quarter panel with his pocket knife while "inspecting paint flaws". I kept my mouth tight because we needed the money to help pay for my soon to be arriving baby girl. He decided not to buy it when I refused to take the car and have the grease fittings checked upon his request. He thought I was rude and I thought he was, well ... a challenge to my Christianity. I dropped the price and set it out down town for about 2 hours with a for sale sign on the bumper.
The next day I had a man out to the house wanting to buy it. He did not even want to test drive it. He told me that he had loved the car since a small boy - he lived in the same town as the car.
He came back with money and paid in cash. We now had plenty of money to cover the expense of the birth and decorate the nursery.
While I did not know at the time, my wife had arranged the purchase of my friends late wife's 1969 chevelle. He sold the Chevelle, 64k original miles, to my wife for $1500.00 because he said he knew I woul take good care of it. So now, thanks to God's unbelievable grace, I drive a 1969 Chevy Chevelle every day to work. God has taught me He really is King, and will allow His children to have things they don't deserve nor have earned. It is very humbling to look back over the years and see what He has done. This is the same God many men avoid so they can fish or watch NASCAR. If they only knew. :) Perhaps that is "our" job. To spread the word about a loving Heavenly Father that desperately wants to know His children.
Once when I was changing a head gasket on a Cavalier, I got down to the last head bolt and the the socket slipped. I tried again and it slipped even easier. Next, I tried different sockets, and finally resorted to tapping the head of the bolt with a hammer to somewhat flatten it out to try and get a new bite and maybe, just maybe, break the bolt loose. When I tried the socket again, I realized there was no way to get the bolt broken loose with my limited tools and experience. That's when I asked God for help. I knelt there in the garage floor and told God, "Lord, you know that I need this car, and I can't get this without you. If you don't help me, I can't do it on my own, and you know that, because you've seen me here working on this and there's nothing else I can do. So I'm asking you now to please help me Lord, in Jesus name." I then went back with the same socket and guess what, the bolt broke loose! Then I thanked God throughout the rest of the project!
Some time later a friend of mine was removing the heads on his 454 truck and ran into the same problem, so he called me. I told him, "Larry, remember when I told you how the Lord helped me with mine?" He replied,"Yes." I said, "Go out there and pray over that engine in Jesus name, and tell Him that you know you can't get it on your own, and without Him, you know that you cannot get it." Larry called back a few minutes later saying, "Guess what? It worked!" This happened to me back around 1992, and I still think about how God is concerned about our problems, no matter how trival they may be. But too many times we fail to ask Him and we try to do everything on our own. How much more God has for us if we ask!
You know it's people like you guys that really help the poor folks that think Jesus is still dead or on the cross. He wants us to come to Him at all times even when we drop a bolt or can not get the drain pipe off. Jesus wants us to depend on Him for everything not just the big or the impossible everything we do we should seek the will of the father.Jesus said the words He spoke were not His own He only did what He saw the Father do and said what the Father told Him to say. He never put His opinion in the matter. Jesus had every oppertunity we have to get in the flesh, but He choose to do what He knew His Father wanted Him to do. Praise God He counted us worth the cost!
We must continue to spread the gospel of JESUS CHRIST to set the captives free,free from religion and free from old mind sets to walk bodly in the presance of God and proclaim Jesus,He is coming back SOON. I have more than one story of how Jesus has helped me through the many trails I've had as a mechanic/jack of all traids. He alone is Worthy of the praise!
Thank you guys for the reminder to ask The Lord for help in all things. I can say this with a certainty: It definitely won't hurt to ask! My mechanical experiences up to now have been that things won't work until I hit a certain level of cursing. I'm sure game to try it, because I sometimes hate to do mechanical work for that reason alone.
I'm Catholic, and I pray the Rosary every morning right after I get up, and every evening right before I go to bed. It takes about 15 minutes to say those prayers, and during that time the solution to many problems just occur to me. I am presently rebuilding the front suspension a '53 Chevy, and 4 or 5 times I would be stymied--for instance not being able to drive the pin from the idler/third arm assembly. When that happens I put the part aside and do something else, and without fail when I am praying the solution to that particular problem comes to me--in the case of the idler-thrid arm, I recalled while I was praying that I had an old king-pin that was the exact size and heft I needed to use as a drive-pin. Next morning I had it out in no-time.
Before I dyno tune each race engine I pray to God for guidance and that I won't blow it up. Once I didn't pray and I blew a brand new engine, for no obvious reason. It taught me not to have too much confidence in my own abilities! We can't take for granted the gifts we are given by God.
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