If you missed the video where Tommy Lee Byrd brought home this new project, you missed a lot. We’ve got a link to that video down below, plus the first round of work that got done to it after getting it home. If you know anything about Tommy Lee, then you know that he’s a historian at heart and a super sleuth when it comes to finding out the history of a specific old race car. It is his super power really, and in this video he’s going over the hidden history behind the Henry J after adding it to the Hot Rod Hoarder collection.
CLICK HERE IF YOU MISSED TOMMY BRINGING THIS ONE HOME AND THEN THE FIRST VIDEO OF HIM ACTUALLY STARTING THE HENRY J GASSER REBUILD
This is one of those projects you just can’t pass up, even if you don’t really NEED another project. Check it out and tell us what you think about the history behind this thing.
Video Description:
My desire to uncover the deep roots of this 1951 Henry J gasser started the moment I first laid eyes on it. I wanted to know its full history, but I didn’t have a starting point until a few good leads turned into quite the discovery session. From in depth conversations to highly detailed photos that show the exact modifications done to this iconic gasser, I spent the last year or so making notes and gathering information to put this video together.
In addition to the history, I wanted to share my testimony, so I’d love it if you’d watch the entire video and let some of this sink in. Below is a written testimony detailing the events that took place underneath this Henry J on January 28th. Thank you for watching.
Overthinking and overanalyzing every aspect of daily life can be exhausting and it can affect relationships with people and with God. So, when I met someone who could relate to my tendencies, I wanted to marry her. Luckily, that worked for us, but I will say there are challenges to the joining of two anxious people.
As I matured as the leader of our household, and as my family grew to include three children, my worries and anxiety multiplied with each human under my watch. When a member of my beautiful family became sick or had a problem, I would take on the burden in an effort to control the outcome. It was a weight that compounded with time. I would beg God to help the situation, but I just couldn’t hand off the burden. Looking back, I see that I trusted myself more than God. When I ran out of ideas to fix the given problem, I’d crumble because I felt like even my best efforts weren’t enough. The bottom line is that the burden was too much for me to handle, and that would open the door for the devil to remind me of my defeat.
My faith has been tested many times as a husband and father. In our most recent test of faith, my wife has pushed through extreme symptoms to make sure our family had a great Thanksgiving and Christmas. Then, all three of the kids’ birthdays and the entire duration of her dad’s cancer treatments took place during her own suffering. Yet, she pushed forward, and served others with a smile on her face. Meanwhile, I took on the burden of her health saga by overthinking and trying to fix everything. All of that sets the stage for my recent breakthrough.
In October, I took on a big project car and I had some big goals for it. Obviously, family comes first, but when the opportunity presents itself, I try to make progress on the car. On January 28th, my mom had Isaac and Emma so I had an evening off from the normal bedtime routine. That evening, I went out to work on the car and as I laid down underneath it, I noticed how calm and quiet it was. It was the first time in a long time (maybe ever) that I’d felt that kind of peace. I also felt a strong urge to stop and listen to God, so I put my tools down, and I prayed. Instead of my normal begging for Christina’s healing, I surrendered right there underneath the Henry J. In that moment, I allowed God to take the burden off of my shoulders, and it wasnt in a broken “I can’t take this anymore” type of way. It was more like a victory than the defeat I had felt in the past. The Holy Spirit moved that night, and it was the most freeing experience I can ever recall. When the wave of emotions calmed, I picked up my tools and carried on about my shop time, being so thankful for such a pivotal moment in my faith.
Later that night, I told Christina about my experience, knowing that she had probably never felt this type of relief. As I have had some time to think about it, I’ve realized that some people go their entire life without that blanket of comfort. Did it fix Christina’s health problems? No. Did it make me magically stop thinking about her problems? No. But it gave me the ability to shut the door in the devil’s face when my anxious mind outruns my heart. I consider it a victory that’s worth sharing with others, in hopes that you’ll be obedient when God is presenting the opportunity. And as a bonus, this old car has a spiritual attachment that I will never forget.