We've officially gone too long without car trouble. You see, car trouble has been a Hibbs household staple for many years - we've learned a lot about repairs, AAA, and the reason that Hyundai's have such good warranties.
Tonight I was on my way to worship practice and there's a portion of the road that floods a bit when it rains. Well, it was POURING. I tip toed up to that spot in the road in picturesque Freemansburg (which I now know thanks to a lovely gentleman at the towing dispatch center is in fact part of the Main St. extension and not main street - I've just taken over apart of your brain with useless info!) and watched another car off similar stature traverse the flooded area without a problem. Not to be out done, I figured I'd do it with a little gumption (reasoning of course that it was so I'd not get stuck). Bad idea. I stalled. No, not in the 16" deep water, just right on the other side. I said it was pouring, right?
Here's the cool part (at least to me), some students stopped to help me push. They were barely 16 or so and were quick to help. It was a bright spot in my day.
My personal slave came to rescue (I hope Justin knows how truly invaluable he is to Carpenter's and Ignite and how "slave" is a very loving term) and we pushed to car to a safe spot. I returned later with Steven to try some fixes - mainly pulling the spark plugs to try to blow out some of the water. To my severe dismay (I know enough about engines to be dismayed) one of the plugs was coated with oil. Oil good. Spark plugs good. Oil on spark plugs BAD. Oil's supposed to stay in the lower part of the engine while the sparks plugs are at home above (draw your own spiritual reference HERE).
All that to say... I don't know. I hope the fix is as easy as the AAA tow truck driver said, but I dropped it at the service center I use without being able to let them know as it was 11pm. I feel a bit awkward about that, by the way. Kind of like "hey, I'm coming over, OK?", as opposed to "Can I come over?". They're good guys there and I'm hopeful that they can repair the Neon (I know, you were expecting the pastoral '84 Skylark. NO no no - I am well taken care of. Seriously it's the nicest car we've ever owned).
I'm sure God teaching us faith and reliance again. We'll learn it again. I'll keep you updated on His progress.
Tonight I was on my way to worship practice and there's a portion of the road that floods a bit when it rains. Well, it was POURING. I tip toed up to that spot in the road in picturesque Freemansburg (which I now know thanks to a lovely gentleman at the towing dispatch center is in fact part of the Main St. extension and not main street - I've just taken over apart of your brain with useless info!) and watched another car off similar stature traverse the flooded area without a problem. Not to be out done, I figured I'd do it with a little gumption (reasoning of course that it was so I'd not get stuck). Bad idea. I stalled. No, not in the 16" deep water, just right on the other side. I said it was pouring, right?
Here's the cool part (at least to me), some students stopped to help me push. They were barely 16 or so and were quick to help. It was a bright spot in my day.
My personal slave came to rescue (I hope Justin knows how truly invaluable he is to Carpenter's and Ignite and how "slave" is a very loving term) and we pushed to car to a safe spot. I returned later with Steven to try some fixes - mainly pulling the spark plugs to try to blow out some of the water. To my severe dismay (I know enough about engines to be dismayed) one of the plugs was coated with oil. Oil good. Spark plugs good. Oil on spark plugs BAD. Oil's supposed to stay in the lower part of the engine while the sparks plugs are at home above (draw your own spiritual reference HERE).
All that to say... I don't know. I hope the fix is as easy as the AAA tow truck driver said, but I dropped it at the service center I use without being able to let them know as it was 11pm. I feel a bit awkward about that, by the way. Kind of like "hey, I'm coming over, OK?", as opposed to "Can I come over?". They're good guys there and I'm hopeful that they can repair the Neon (I know, you were expecting the pastoral '84 Skylark. NO no no - I am well taken care of. Seriously it's the nicest car we've ever owned).
I'm sure God teaching us faith and reliance again. We'll learn it again. I'll keep you updated on His progress.
July 1, 2007 at 10:51 AM
With all your car trouble, I'd be more inclined to believe in the gods; meaning the nasty ones that troubled the ancient Greeks; nontheless, you, dear Tucker, still call on the one true God and place the details of your life in His care. May He deliver you once again and may it be in the form of a new, low mileage automobile!