Cool! I feel so at home here in the garage with you guys (actually, my repairs are done in the street - yuch!)
I, too, was taught patience through working on cars. And also the leading of the Holy Ghost. There's talk in the OT of a Spirit of Ingenuity and Something-or-another. It was that facet of the Father's Spirit that taught the temple builders to craft the things they did in its making (check it out).
I once did a head job on a twin overhead cam engine. I don't have any formal training - and only the most basic of tools. I also tried to short-cut it by not removing the timing belt. I figured if I kept it tight on the bottom sprocket, I'd be okay. After all, what's this TDC thing I keep hearing about?
It took me two weeks after the head job to get that car right. And just like Job, my brother or someone would pass by, and say, "Why don't ypu get it towed to a garage and let them get it running?! But I stuck with the Spirit, and he taught me how to fix it, as usual. PTL!!
The head job I did before that was on a Pontiac 4 (can you believe they put those in Firebirds? Didn't the eleventh commandment say . . .
I broke off one of the head bolts as I was loosening the head. Had no idea what to do. I'm standing there heart-broken and praying for no more than 15 or 20 minutes. A neighbor a few doors down, whom I had never spoken to - he just moved in a couple months before - JUST HAPPENED to be walking by. He asked what I was doing, and I explained my dilemma. "Oh," he says, "you just need to get an e-z-out." "A what?" I asked.
PTL! And it worked the very first time. Under 10 bucks. PTL!!
The fact I have no training and few, primitive, tools, helped all the more insofar as patience went. It would take me 3 or 4 times as long to make a repair as what the garages would quote out of their labor books/softwear. PTL!!! (Who needs pneumatics?!)
Then there was the time I did another head job, after I had really cooked the engine. There were 8 lifters in it. I had no idea what a lifter did. When I took the engine apart, 4 lifters were blown apart and four LOOKED okay. And I was broke, so buying only 4 seemed good. After completely reassembling everything . . . well, I guess you guys know the rest of this story.
Ahhhhhhhhhh - patience! What a virtue. And to learn it from something so cool as cars!
And how about the "mind thing." It's like I'm told golf is also like. Having a problem and needing to think it all out, and diagnose it, before you even get started. How cool is that? What great fellowship of the Spirit.
But the older I'm getting, the harder that black-top is!

Thank God for the prosperity I can look forward to one day manifesting itself, so I can buy a new car instead of one 15 years old! PTL!
Do you guys know, besides the fruit of patience, which is of the soul, theirs a supernatural fruit of long-suffering available as well, which is a fruit of the Spirit? (Some think it's the same thing.)
Well, great talking shop and Jesus together, huh? How 'bout one of you guys coming over and helping me check out the rattle in my front end. It's about 38 during the day here, and I'm also getting too old for the cold.

Reminds me of how much fun it is when you're working in the cold and then scrape your knuckles loosening a bolt. THAT teaches something to, I think in regards to the unruly tongue.
Welcome, younkin. Thanks for the thread starter. Hope you're blessed here.
bro. jim