The Story of the Car

I didn’t ask for much, just a car.

I didn’t ask for a Corvette, a BMW, or even a Lexus, but I was specific.  My daydreams were full of shiny Honda CR-Vs rolling thru the snow, packed for camping trips, or driving across country with good company.  I was a “hopelessly optimistic realist,” as a good friend puts it.  That is my current dream car – not overly big yet perfect for the snow and the outdoors.  I’m a simple girl…I like to think.

Problem #1 – no car.  I start dreaming.  Problem #2 – I’m a poor missionary daydreaming of a car.  My solution?  I began throwing up some prayers.  My Heavenly Father says he owns the cows on 1,000 hills, what’s a car to him?  I’ve heard some pretty great stories of provision this past year.  I absolutely needed a car, and I absolutely did not have the money for one.  Part of my solution is also a lovely place called craigslist.  And I find this car, which meets all the items on my checklist.  And it’s green.  The icing on the cake.