In 1984, we had an old 1973 Pontiac which had been pretty faithful to us.  One day, we tried to start the car that we might run an errand.  Try as we might, the car just would not start. In the late 1960's, I did some studying in Auto Mechanics in Baltimore, MD.  I soon found that if you don't keep up with learning, the technological changes in cars, you will soon find yourself in the same situation I was in. You know how it is.  Electronic ignition and computers.  Then someone, it seems, put the rear end into the front of the car.  Then as if that wasn't enough, he put the motor in sideways.  They must be really proud of him over at the asylum. In 1992, I bought a '92 model Grand Am.  It had a four cylinder engine.  Pretty basic, right?  WRONG!  When I opened the hood I just stared at it for what seemed like an hour.  "What's that?"  I thought, "It's got to be imported...  from Mars!"  I only recognized three of the parts which were before me: 1. the Alternator 2. the Battery, and 3. the Master Cylinder I couldn't even find the air-filter or the carburetor at first.  I did however, find what appeared to be funny looking wires going to what I think were the spark plugs.  I thought, "Someone must have lost the air cleaner and plug wires."  I didn't know whether the big iron thing on the front was the intake or the exhaust manifold...  'till I found the one on the back which was connected to the exhaust pipe.  Oh, I finally found the air filter in a little black box next to the battery but I've yet to find that carburetor. Considering this, it gets far more complicated to diagnose the problems with each new model. Never-the-less, since I knew a little (very little any more) about auto mechanics, I thought I would try to get the old Pontiac running.  I tried nearly everything possible. The battery and alternator checked out fine.  The starter was turning over fast so I ruled that out.  Then I began replacing the ignition system.  I replaced the plugs, points and condenser.  I bought a new coil and regulator.  I checked to see if the choke was operating properly;  and it was.  I replaced the fuel filter.  My gasoline soaked finger told me that it was getting fuel from the carburetor pump, and the fuel pump also seemed to work fine. I didn't know what else to do, and since it was Wednesday, I decided that it was time to find a way to church. After church, I got with Donnie, Lance and Tony who were three good friends as well as brothers in the Lord.  I asked that they pray with me concerning this matter because I knew that God could do anything.  Even start an old car. One of them mentioned a prayer cloth.  We couldn't find one so Donnie pulled out the tail of the new shirt his wife had bought him and proceeded to tear off the corner.  We did this according to Acts 19:12. We put oil on the cloth, not because the oil can do anything in itself, but because it is a representation of the Holy Spirit and the Blood of Christ.  Then we prayed over it asking God's touch in the mechanics of the car. Since I'd been a prayer cloth skeptic, I planned a test of proof. When I took the cloth home, and before anything else I tried again, for about five minutes, to start the car.  Though I had done everything I could think of, it still would not start. I got out of the car and opened the hood and laid the cloth on the air cleaner.  I felt that, if nothing else, the car might be a little warmer during the night.  As I closed the hood I senses that God just might do something.  I knew that He works in strange ways and just maybe this could be one of those ways, so I began trusting Him to get the car started. The next morning I opened the hood and the cloth was still there.  As I got into the car I thought, "Lord, this is in your hands."  I put the key into the ignition and turned it, and immediately the motor started.  I listened to it run and immediately thanked God for His divine intervention. As long as the car was in the family, it sounded far better than when we bought it, and though we had many various problems previous to this, we had no other problems since. Do prayer cloths really work?  Absolutely!  They cause us to show our faith.  Without a measure of faith, we couldn't use the prayer cloths.  When God sees the faith in action, He responds. God not only can heal our bodies, but He also can heal an automobile.  God is, also, the Great Mechanic.