Stolen Truck update!

Wow!  It is really amazing how God works.  My wife, Sandra and I were on our way to the far other side of town - S.E. 87th and I35, which is about 15 miles of city driving away, to get her new passport at fedex.  We had been driving for about fifteen minutes, and were about half way there when we received a phone call from the Oklahoma City police department.  They had recovered the truck and were in the process of getting it all done!  Wow!  Of course, I was somewhat concerned about what kind of condition it was in, but since they were not yet finished processing the truck, we were not allowed to go get it yet.  It was very interesting to note that as we were driving out to get her passport, we were also on our way to get the truck also!  We got the passport about 15-20 minutes later, and started driving towards where they said the truck was(we thought).  I guess they just wanted us to wait at the 7/11 on S.E. 44th and Bryant in OKC, but there was nothing there when we drove by.  Shortly after we drove by the 7/11, we got another phone call stating that they were done, and we could go to a certain address to get the truck.  There were two police officers there, and I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the truck.  On the outside, the only thing different about it was the fact that the toolbox in the back was gone.  On the inside, the only thing different was the fact that the steering column was all ripped apart.  The officers had one man in one of their cars, but he was not the one that had stolen the truck.  Since neither I nor the cops had any idea how the truck was supposed to be started, they made him go in and get a screwdriver, but the electronics in the column had a short, and had blown several fuses, so it was not possible to start the truck. . . or so we thought!  After calling my insurance agent and setting up a tow truck(which would not arrive for another 2 hours!), I set to work trying to figure out how to start the truck.  I was able to get one good fuse into the right place, so the engine would run if it were started, but there was no way to get the switch to start the truck.  After an hour and a half, I felt like an idiot when I realized that the truck was already turned on, all I needed to do was jump the starter!  Duh!  Too bad for the car thieves, they apparently didn't know how to do this little trick.  The next thing I knew, I was seeing sparks, and hearing my truck turn over.  I was able to get it started, but at 7:30 in the evening, you really need headlights, tail lights, and brake lights. . . They had used all of those fuses.  Well, I drove it to the auto parts store, and got enough fuses to get it home!  God was really good to us that night.  We were able to drive a truck home that we both fully expected to never see again.  We had prayed diligently about the situation, and were working on being content if the Lord never let us see it again(That was a little difficult).  We were able to get it home before the snow and extreme cold temperatures hit. (It was -5 F here in OKC this morning! Nowata, Ok, was -31!)  God was good to us