mardi 18 décembre 2018

Timing

Our car broke down on Saturday. We were going to visit our Baptist
missionary "neighbours" an hour north of here, and as we dropped down
from a kind of speed bump there was a bang. And when we tried to keep
driving there were repeated bangs.

The good news was that we could see our friends' wall from where we were
stranded. The even better news was that our friends know more about cars
than us. So we walked the rest of the way, then Marc and Colin walked
back to the car, and were able to drive it limping to their house.

It turned out that the exhaust had been pushed out of its socket (in
non-technical terms!) and was hanging onto the part of the central
transmission that turns, meaning that it was banging on some nuts as the
car went forward. So the guys jacked the car up enough to tie up the
exhaust pipe up so that they could drive it a few miles to where another
missionary friend has a proper mechanic's pit, where they were actually
able to fix it. So that was amazing, and yet another example of God
allowing things to go wrong, but allowing them to go wrong when we are
in the right place with people who can help us!

By the time it was done though, it was getting a bit late to drive home,
so we ended up staying over. Our friends graciously found us beds,
bedding, towels, T-shirts to sleep in and even some toothpaste to rub on
our teeth! The kids were overjoyed to have more time together, and as we
left the next morning their daughter said, "I hope next time you come to
visit your car breaks down again!" "Or," suggested her mother, "you
could just plan to stay over in the first place!"

I have never had so little unpacking to do when returning home after a
night away!

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