TheTimesTribune.com, Corbin, KY
“I know I’m not strong enough to be everything that I’m supposed to be.
I give up,
I’m not stong enough.
Hands of mercy won’t you cover me,
Lord right now I’m asking you to be
For the both of us”
This past Tuesday morning, I had a big weight lifted off my shoulders.
A 3,000-pound weight to be exact.
I was finally able to sell my 2002 Chevrolet Camaro which had been on and off the market for about seven years.
I initially put the car on the market in 2007.
At the time I was living with my mother and stepfather in Winchester while working about 30 miles away at the Lexington Herald-Leader.
Driving a sports car more than an hour each day proved to be expensive as gas prices were skyrocketing. So I thought I’d try to sell it and buy something with a better fuel economy.
I had the Camaro professionally detailed and then listed it on Auto Trader. I also promoted it on craigslist.org and on my Facebook page.
I never received the first offer for it even though I had it listed on Auto Trader for a year.
In 2009, I landed this job at the Times-Tribune and moved to Corbin. So I just decided to put the car selling on hold.
But after four more years — and four more winters — of driving the two-wheel drive vehicle, I decided I was once again ready for something else.
For driving around Corbin, the fuel economy was not really a problem. But after buying a house and getting married, I realized the Camaro was just no longer practical.
It didn’t have a lot of room to haul things, and I never knew what to expect when driving around in winter weather.
Thus, in early 2013, I bought a wrecked Ford Escape in an auction and had it rebuilt by some of my handy friends. And the plan was to sell the Camaro as soon as I got the Escape on the road.
A year later, I still had not sold the Camaro.
I had it listed on craigslist.org again, as well as Facebook. I also parked it out by my street with a For Sale sign on the windshield.
I had received some phone calls and offers though, but none of them ever worked out.
I also had to put new tires on the Camaro as the old ones were completely unsafe for the roads. And I had to deal with a dead battery since foolish Brad didn’t think about starting the car up much during this brutal winter we’ve had.
But fatefully, a man drove by one afternoon while I was walking Skipper, and asked about the car.
He came back a couple of days later, and I had a feeling he would be the one to finally take it off my hands.
Before I knew it, we were down at the county clerk’s office getting everything signed into his name, and I was at the bank making a deposit.
That 3,000-pound weight had been lifted off my shoulders.
I couldn’t help but be reminded of when I was 16 years old and had the weight of the world lifted off my shoulders.
That’s when I asked Jesus Christ into my heart and accepted him as my personal Lord and Savior.
Acts 2:38 says, “Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.”
I vividly remember having dinner with some friends after a youth group service one night talking about being saved.
We all agreed it was such a life-changing experience. We had been born again with all of our sins washed away.
We no longer had to take on the world and all of its troubles alone. We had Jesus Christ leading us and lighting our paths.
Selling the Camaro was a huge weight off my shoulders but it was nothing compared to when I finally experienced God’s saving grace.
Brad Hall is the nighttime editor for the Times-Tribune. He can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org. You can also visit his blog at hallthingsconsidered.blogspot.com