So... we love our cars. Today Kenneth took Sara home, as usual, after lunch. On the way back to school the car died. It died at the top of a small hill about 1/4 mile from school. Kenneth coasted down the hill as far as he could then he and a couple of maintenance workers from school pushed the car the rest of the way.
We're not planning a funeral - no, no we don't think it is that dead. Later in the afternoon José (school worker) and Cesar (our mechanic) were checking it out (in Spanish.) They said the problem is with the "flecha". Now, for those of you who know what a flecha is you were probably confused like me. "Flecha" is the Spanish word for arrow.
Then their conversation continued. I caught bits and pieces which included these exciting statements (translated for your convenience), "... it could fall off...", "... that's oil...", "... take the tire off...", "... agreed, that would be bad."
So, hidden in all this are the blessings: it was Kenneth driving, not Joy. There were no children in the car. It was very close to CAG, no the middle of a busy highway.
Prayer request: we have survived with one car before so we know it can be done. With our odd-ball schedules it makes life easier with two. Please pray that we can get the car repaired for small money.
PS: those of you who are still wondering where we have an "arrow" in our car can rest easy - much later on our friend, Melonie, gave us the explanation of what a "flecha" is, as it relates to cars. A flecha is the CV joint.... who knew?
1 comment:
Wow that was amaing of God to wait til you were at that spot. I feel blessed that I can really picture that street! Good thing it is just steep enough to help! Glad all are safe too! Missing you mucho grande!
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