So when I have been working on my own vehicles since I was a teenager. If I didn't know how to repair it I would have a buddy give me a hand, and if that didn't work, or the job was too big I would go to the mechanic. After Tracy and I were dating Bob, her father, and me would work on cars together.
This evening I was checking the fluids of our vehicle. Then I noticed that the coolant was low. See back in the states this would have been a quick fix. Here I don't even know where to purchase the coolant. I ended up asking the neighbor, and he was eager to help. As a matter of fact it became a family affair. It was humbling having to swallow my pride and ask for help. But they felt honoured to help and it was a great opportunity fur the father to be the "hero" for the day.
Jesus is watching us every step of the way. Thanks for your prayers.
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