Yahuah where do I begin,
My testimony is like that one road that never ends.
Endless and winding it travels through
mountains going high…as high as the eye can see,
then comes down to deep valleys that I’m scared to drive through.
It’s underwater and above water at the same time.
Ask me to explain my testimony…it’s so complex,
Even I can’t understand it all the time.
I have one section that happened today.
Our handicap van has been giving us problems for years now.
A couple days ago, I had reached my limit.
The ramp didn’t come out, my wife was outside
Unable to make it in.
Oh, did I mention we weren’t home…we were out.
So, Juren had no way of getting home.
I felt like a useless husband who couldn’t take care
of the basic things to keep my wife safe and secure.
I prayed, and I prayed to make it come out.
Yahuah didn’t make the ramp come out.
Instead He had me drive to a curb
and a man gave us some plywood
And we drove right in.
HalleluYah.
I thanked Yahuah but was still wondering why the ramp didn’t come out.
I took it to a shop and he told me there was a manual way to open up the ramp.
What? A manual way.
I done had this van for ten years and I am just now hearing about this.
He showed me how to do it.
It was a little bit of work…but I got it done
So Juren could get in and out of the car…
I thanked Yahuah…
but still was wondering why didn’t the ramp come out.
Today, I decided to look at the ramp.
Mind you, I know nothing about cars.
I’m a writer. I can drive them…sit in them…
And I can dang sure write a poem about them…
But that is about it.
I grabbed my tools that I never use
’cause I am not a handyman.
Don’t know nothing about being handy.
I don’t think I am even an Arm-man.
I can for sure write about being a handyman, I can tell you that.
So that’s about it.
Knowing this, I prayed and grabbed my tools to see what I could do.
I got on the ground and proceeded to operate on my car.
I had my headphones on listening to a recording I made simply saying:
“THANK YOU, YAHUAH”
over and over and over again.
And after looking, screwing and unscrewing, and pushing and pulling,
And typing in ChatGPT to find out what I do next…
Do you know…YAHUAH pulled that ramp out.
This might not sound like a big testimony to you,
But being able to fix that van so that my wife
can get in and out of the van and go where she pleases
is super big to me.
Yahuah took a man who knew nothing about cars or being a handyman
And allowed me to fix this van.
Now, it ain’t all the way fixed, it still has some work it needs to be done.
But for today…my wife and I can go out
and take the town like we were going to do.
Thank you, Yahuah.
Thank you, Yahuah.
THANK YOU, YAHUAH!
Because sometimes the testimony is not about the ramp,
It’s about the reminder—
That Yahuah equips the unskilled,
That He shows up in the ordinary,
That He makes a writer into a mechanic for a day
just so love can keep moving.
HalleluYah.
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