Recently, I had to get a replacement title for a car. Went to the department of motor vehicles, and was told there was a lien on the title, so they couldn't give me a new one. Knowing that there never had been, and was not now, a lien on the car, I called the dealership where I bought it, hoping they could tell me what was going on.
After waiting over an hour, I still hadn't heard back from my message left with the Toyota dealer (Priority), so I asked the clerk at DMV if she could tell me who held the alleged lien. It was Toyota Financing. After a frustrating, and long, game of automated phone "help," I decided I needed to tackle this situation with prayer. I reviewed, mentally, all the situations in the Bible where God came through no matter how dire or longstanding the problem. Remember the woman the infirmity of 38 years? The thought came to me to call the fraud division of Toyota Financing.
At the fraud division number, a kind woman answered the line, not an automated service, and from that point on, progress was made in getting the title cleared up, and ultimately, a replacement title in my hands.
The dealer never did call me back, and I realized I only needed clearer thinking and the assertion of God's supremacy and control to fix this irksome situation. I am so glad I was able to listen to God, and not the automated phone service that ran around in circles.
After waiting over an hour, I still hadn't heard back from my message left with the Toyota dealer (Priority), so I asked the clerk at DMV if she could tell me who held the alleged lien. It was Toyota Financing. After a frustrating, and long, game of automated phone "help," I decided I needed to tackle this situation with prayer. I reviewed, mentally, all the situations in the Bible where God came through no matter how dire or longstanding the problem. Remember the woman the infirmity of 38 years? The thought came to me to call the fraud division of Toyota Financing.
At the fraud division number, a kind woman answered the line, not an automated service, and from that point on, progress was made in getting the title cleared up, and ultimately, a replacement title in my hands.
The dealer never did call me back, and I realized I only needed clearer thinking and the assertion of God's supremacy and control to fix this irksome situation. I am so glad I was able to listen to God, and not the automated phone service that ran around in circles.
