That’s a Nash Ambassador 880 hardtop, manufactured by the American Motor Company in the 1967 only. This particular model is a gen6 Ambassador and originally came in convertible and hardtop models. I’ve seen this car sitting in a shed for the past 8 years that I’ve visited my adopted grandparent’s house, and every time I see it I say, “I love that car! I’m going to repair it and own it someday!”. Every year I’ve said that, every year I dreamed about owning that car: until this year. This year I went to the garage and rather than wish and dream, I seriously looked at the vehicle as a viable option to fix and drive. It’s old, and though it be an antique it’s not a mint: this car isn’t a goldmine. The ’67s run anywhere from $15-30,000 in like new condition. This has original paint and is dent and scratch free, but the hardware could use a heavy tune up.
So, why if I could buy any other car and not pour time and money into repairing it would I choose this one? Well, mainly for love and legacy. This car belonged to the parents of two people I have grown up calling my family and my grandparents. This vehicle is as much a part of my childhood as if it belonged to my biological grandparents. But more than the legacy of the car, this is a restoration project that will teach me how to love, to care for, and to repair a broken machine. Much like Christ came to love, care for, and repair my broken life when I was a worthless soul.
This vehicle has sat in a barn since 1999: 18 years. That’s a long time; almost as long as I’ve been alive. No one wanted it; not because it didn’t have potential, not because it wasn’t a good car once upon a time, but because they didn’t think the risk and work of repairing it was worth the reward. I’d like to think that I see the best in things and people. But I’m not a fool. This is why I need your help. This is a gorgeous vehicle outwardly, but under the hood is an old 327 V8 four-barrel engine that may or may not work. I haven’t been able to start the car but I blame that on the battery that has likely died in its 18 years of dormancy.
This car is a picture of grace to me from God the Father. And I can exhibit that picture through my restoration of it. However, is like to know more about what I’m getting into before I start this project.
The 327 are solid engines, however, they were made in ’67. It will likely take a bit a doing to get the old girl back in shape, but I’m not giving up on her.
How am I to understand God’s grace, his transforming and restoring work in my life if I don’t live it out for someone or something? I’m going to do whatever it takes to fix this old, broken down vehicle: not because it will be the best and the fastest car out there, but because I love it and see the potential in it.
If you have any advice on old cars or just some info to share, leave me a comment.
I titled this post with a question: restore? But there are no questions with God. He doesn’t have to decide, the answers is always yes. Whenever He can, He heals, revives, regenerates, and makes all things new. Restore… I think I know my answer.
As always, thanks for reading.
–the anonymous novelist