blowing a gasket

Proving myself to be a bit of a prophet the Punto decided to die today, just at the crossroads of Finaghy.
Mrs Canalways watching in horror as the water gauge shot up, and as we limped towards the garage we knew that it was the end. The mechanic phoned an hour later to report that it was something to do with the gasket, no water and quoted a price that was a bridge to far for a car that is clearly on its last legs.

Now begins the search for a new car on (very) limited finances.

There is a sense of futility when it comes to things like this.

Here we are on a planet that is choking on exhaust fumes and running out of oil, who people tell us may be at an irreversible tipping point of runaway global climate change and we seem to be totally enslaved to feeding those machines that are killing the planet.

With family spread out in Tyrone and Co Dublin, with public transport so inadequate for life (despite your best efforts to use it), with H___ doing a job that means she has to pastorally visit people in places that can only be reached in a car. Yet these machines are clearly not sustainable.

With the pressure on precious arable land from biofuel crops pushing up grain prices how is an individual (especially a married individual) supposed to navigate this all?
No worry about it?
Worry about it bow to the fact that we all need a car?
Try to live without a car an struggle to fit into society?

Perhaps it is time for Christians to start doing radical things again. If we all clubbed together and thought about stuff like this in a individual church how many cars would we find we really needed to go about our daily business? Would we need a couple of cars in a house or could we somehow share?

It just seems so mad that we’re enslaved to our individual cars with everything we know about how its damaging God’s creation. We maybe forced to think about this sort of thing over the coming years with the price of oil surely set to rise.When poorer families can’t afford to run their cars for instance.

This should be a time to dream about alternatives though, not blowing a gasket over the way things fall apart. We’re building for the New Earth and the church should be offering hopeful alternatives before anyone else instead of playing catch up, wondering if we can get Fairtrade coffee into the bowling club or if we should fit energy saving light bulbs in the hall. Let’s dream a little.

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