Torino Christmas Miricle
In 1977, I lived in Houston Texas and my parents lived in middle of "Nowhere Arizona" between Buckeye and Gila Bend. That same year my mother came to visit me and gave herself to the Lord and got healed at the same time from Rheumatoid Arthritis. It was a wonderful year filled with many of my family members getting saved or rededicating their lives back to The Lord. The following year my mother passed away leaving my father alone to run their restaurant.
The week before Christmas in 1978, dad called me, he wanted to give my boys mothers Torino. He also wanted to know what things of mother's I wanted. He walked through the house reminding me what all was setting around. He made a list of things like chairs, tables, dishes and much more. He asked me to make travel arrangements to fly in and out of El Paso Texas. I remember telling him "I doubt if we could get tickets the week before Christmas". He wanted to meet me half way. Delta had one ticket available from Houston to El Paso arriving around 7:00pm and one ticket from El Paso into Phoenix the following morning. That's a miracle in itself.
Daddy packed that old Torino full of mothers stuff. The trunk was jam packed, the back seat loaded and he had a contraption affixed to the top of the Torino he and mother used on their camping trips full of things too. He drove all day from his home arriving in El Paso around 6:00 pm in time to pick me up at the airport. We had a great visit and dinner that night. Up bright and early to get him to the airport then on my way to the airport he revealed the fact that the heater did not work in the Torino and I might get a little cold. It was an exceptionally cold winter that year and the ground was covered with snow. Earlier that week on the phone he told me the radio didn't work so I was prepared for that. I packed my new cassette player and the bible on tape. I headed down I-10 in 28 degree weather with that little tape player blasting away the scriptures. I did get cold but dad left a small blanket in the car and it helped a lot. I stopped a couple times for gas, food and kept right on rolling across Texas.
I arrived home in the late hours, parked the Torino in my garage, stumbled my way in to the house and went to bed! The next morning I was hungry and was going to pour up a bowl of cereal but there was no milk. I got back into the Torino to go the store and it would not start. So I walked down to the neighborhood Texaco station for help. I told him about my trip in the car and about it not starting this morning. The owner drove me back to the house, opened the hood of the car and said, "you didn't drive this car"! Then he explained that there were NO Posts on the battery, and it was impossible to have driven it across country turning in off several times when I stopped for gas and food. He said the battery was no good and he had to install a new one.
The whole thing was orchestrated by God! The timing, tickets and the battery. I had a vehicle for my teenage boys, a car full of mothers beautiful things and my second miracle. My new life was getting off to a wonderful start. I could hardly wait to see what God was going to do next. That has been 36 years ago now and He's still revealing Himself in new and marvelous ways every day.
Torino
The week before Christmas in 1978, dad called me, he wanted to give my boys mothers Torino. He also wanted to know what things of mother's I wanted. He walked through the house reminding me what all was setting around. He made a list of things like chairs, tables, dishes and much more. He asked me to make travel arrangements to fly in and out of El Paso Texas. I remember telling him "I doubt if we could get tickets the week before Christmas". He wanted to meet me half way. Delta had one ticket available from Houston to El Paso arriving around 7:00pm and one ticket from El Paso into Phoenix the following morning. That's a miracle in itself.
Daddy packed that old Torino full of mothers stuff. The trunk was jam packed, the back seat loaded and he had a contraption affixed to the top of the Torino he and mother used on their camping trips full of things too. He drove all day from his home arriving in El Paso around 6:00 pm in time to pick me up at the airport. We had a great visit and dinner that night. Up bright and early to get him to the airport then on my way to the airport he revealed the fact that the heater did not work in the Torino and I might get a little cold. It was an exceptionally cold winter that year and the ground was covered with snow. Earlier that week on the phone he told me the radio didn't work so I was prepared for that. I packed my new cassette player and the bible on tape. I headed down I-10 in 28 degree weather with that little tape player blasting away the scriptures. I did get cold but dad left a small blanket in the car and it helped a lot. I stopped a couple times for gas, food and kept right on rolling across Texas.
I arrived home in the late hours, parked the Torino in my garage, stumbled my way in to the house and went to bed! The next morning I was hungry and was going to pour up a bowl of cereal but there was no milk. I got back into the Torino to go the store and it would not start. So I walked down to the neighborhood Texaco station for help. I told him about my trip in the car and about it not starting this morning. The owner drove me back to the house, opened the hood of the car and said, "you didn't drive this car"! Then he explained that there were NO Posts on the battery, and it was impossible to have driven it across country turning in off several times when I stopped for gas and food. He said the battery was no good and he had to install a new one.
The whole thing was orchestrated by God! The timing, tickets and the battery. I had a vehicle for my teenage boys, a car full of mothers beautiful things and my second miracle. My new life was getting off to a wonderful start. I could hardly wait to see what God was going to do next. That has been 36 years ago now and He's still revealing Himself in new and marvelous ways every day.
Torino