That was funny...in a sermon, from a real preacher (they're few and far between,

but they're out there).  Anyway, it was a sort of God-helps-those-who-help-themselves situation.  Back in the day, the preacher was driving along one night, and had a blow out.  Evidently, wasn't the first time.  He prayed to the Lord to get him out of this jam.  And the still small voice of the Lord answers, along the lines of: quit driving on may-pops; buy yourself some (real) tires.