I just did a deep detail on a truck I was going to sell. It was a 13 year old Sequoia. Man, I loved that truck. I wanted to get as much as possible.
I watch all the videos and bought all the tools, rags, chemical products. It became something of an obsession for 2 weeks. This was during COVID, so I had some extra time. I worked it over inside and out like I’ve never done with any of my vehicles. My shoulders ached for 3 weeks straight. I even detailed the engine and the underside of the hood.
Part way through, I began to wonder if there might be a purpose to the odd-for-me obsession. So, I prayed about it - wouldn’t it be cool if this truck could be meaningful somehow.
Just before I was done with it, I learned that a young man that I admire was in desperate need for a reliable vehicle. His wife wouldn’t even ride in the one he had. Rule of life - don’t sell a vehicle to a friend. And I didn’t want to sell him mine. But, I felt like I had to consider it.
The morning I was to show him the truck, his car wouldn’t start. Now, I’m really paying close attention to the coincidence of it all. I quote him the lower end of my expected price, but he hesitated. He has 3 young kids and a lives off a minister’s salary. I took off another 10%, and told him I’d consider it a tithe. He did buy it. And I sent in no other tithe that month.
I loved that truck and am so glad it’s being put to good use.
