Totally Speechless

Oct 17, 2011

This has been an amazing weekend. First of all, I got to see a wonderful friend for the first time in several years. I picked her up at the airport. She walked right past me. I called out her name – and she stopped to look for me. She scanned the crowd once, then again, and finally locked onto me the third time! She knew my voice – but didn’t recognize me – even though she had seen pictures. Reality is so much more powerful! Then she teared up – we hugged. She cried again, and we hugged. Then we hugged and she cried again. Later she told me that the last time she saw me, she was certain she would never see me again. The heart failure was so severe, my color was gray, and I was so swollen from the excess fluid. To see me standing there – vibrantly healthy – glowing complexion – well, she teared up every time she thought about it all weekend. What a testimony to this journey!

Now for the speechless part. Remember how my poor Lulu was stolen a couple of weeks ago? A good friend allowed me to borrow his truck for a couple of weeks. That was such a blessing, because I didn’t have to rely on somebody else to take me everywhere. But last night he called and said that he needed to come get his truck. I was expecting this, but I have to say, my heart was heavy when I thought about going back to bumming rides from everyone. I was tired from the weekend – and already in my nightgown – so I asked Dave if he would go out and thank our friend profusely, and explain that I was pretty tired.


After a couple of minutes, Dave came back in the house – and told me I needed to get dressed and come outside but he wouldn’t tell me why. I throw on a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans over my nightgown, and head out. The friend (who sings in Dave’s gospel quartet) and another friend (who also sings in the quartet) are standing there. They said that they had received word from my insurance adjuster about my car. I replied there wasn’t any insurance on it – other than liability. They hand me an envelope – and said it wasn’t right that Lulu got stolen, and they had talked to people in the church (where Dave had his ministry) – and people in our new church – and people in my Dad’s church. They had all gotten together, and purchased a car for me.


In the envelope were two sets of keys – the title – and all of the paperwork to a 1992 Buick Park Avenue, with 139,000 miles on it. She’s a light tan color, inside and out. There is one tiny ding in it – but you wouldn’t even see it if you weren’t looking for it. The interior is spotless and in great condition. She has a rebuilt engine (one of the cylinders was missing – as in not firing, not as in gone – so they replaced it.) 


I didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry! (I think I did both!) I hugged them – and said, “Thank you” – but it sure didn’t seem like enough. I am completely overwhelmed by this incredibly generous gift! They said I needed to take it for a spin, so I drove Dave to quartet rehearsal. And then I went immediately to buy “The Club.” There is NO WAY I want anything to happen to this car!


These friends said that having THE CLUB installed would probably be enough deterrent to keep anyone from trying to steal this one. Thieves are looking for something very fast to break into – and dealing with The Club would take too much time. 


I still don’t know what to say. I’m humbled by such an enormous display of kindness and love. I’m grateful to know people who care so deeply. So, to anyone and everyone who had any part at all in this, I can only say, “Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!” You mean the world to me.


The Club - $35; ¼ tank of gas - $10; having your own set of wheels – and friends who are generous beyond belief – PRICELESS! 

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