Got to back it up!
I used the Aircheck voucher the state of Texas sent me, which was like $3,000 cash just to leave my car at the dealership and let them get rid of it. Texas is trying to to get older model cars (anything 10 years and older) off the road. Mine qualified. Casey's car qualifies too, his being an 1988 and near 150,000 miles on it. I'd applied for both cars, but got the voucher for mine. I doubted I could have gotten much for my car because it was 15 years old and had nearly 120,000 miles on it. So, $3,000 was huge to me.
The day we got our dogs back, the dealership called and told me I'd brought the wrong car in for the voucher. I argued, saying I'd looked at the voucher and it had my car on it. They said the VIN was for an 88 Chevy Caprice. Casey's car. Apparently the state had put the description of one car and the VIN of another car on one voucher. Oops. I explained what must have happened and they told me they'd call the state the next day.
I called the state the next day, too. For two days the state told both me and the dealership that it had been my fault and I'd have to reapply, but they were not issuing any more vouchers until next September. So, the dealership told me I either had to bring the car back or come up with $3,000. This broke my heart because I really liked my little car and for two days I was a little upset. I must have called the state at least a dozen times arguing that this was not my fault; I'd filled out two separate applications with the insurance card with the vin for each individual car and I'd checked them several times. They acted like I was an idiot.
On Friday, after three days of trying to figure out what could have gone wrong and lifting it up in prayer, the dealership asked me to bring it in on Saturday. They'd talked to the state several times, I'd been a pain in the state's butt for three days now, and they figured there was nothing else to do. Casey called me that afternoon, still at college. I told him what was going on, which I usually don't bother him with problems. He said "Mom, God gave you that car, it's your car. Tell Satan to release it and take control of the situation. You don't need to worry about a thing." Wow, you're right son. I'd been playing the victim card with God, 'woe is me', asking Him for the car He'd already given me. I sat out in that car on my lunch and prayed, rebuked Satan's hand on that car and thanked God with all my heart for the car He'd given me.
I came in from lunch and called the state one more time. Trey answered the phone. I told him what was going on and he said...and I quote "That's crazy. Jay is the head of our program here and I'm going to shoot him an email and put you into his voice mail". Jay called me back within minutes. He told me he'd look into it immediately. I explained that I had to take the car back the next day. At 5:13 he called me, I was on my way home. He told me that it had been the state's mistake and that he'd already called the dealership and had it all straightened out. He said "That car is yours, don't worry about a thing".
I kid you not.
Prayer plus faith...can't beat it. Period