The night before President Wade was set to drive home, his 16 year old son
ran into the back of his girlfriend's mother's car. His car was an
older one that they had just bought. The next morning we took
pictures and sent them off to the guy who fixes all the mission cars.
He called around, got parts, and came to fix the car. He called the
parts warehouse who just happened to have 2 headlights for a twenty
year old Nissan Maxima that someone had ordered and never picked up.
He came and by noon the car was fixed and ready to be driven home.
It's a miracle that no one was hurt, it's a miracle that the car guy
was free to work on the car, it's a miracle that a parts warehouse
would just happen to have 2 twenty year old lights, and it's a miracle
that they could drive out that afternoon for Utah.
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