She's Broken, He's Broken
Luke 7:37 And behold, a woman who was in the city, a sinner; and when she knew that he was sitting at meat in the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster cruse of ointment, (ASV) Sometimes it is good to leave familiar routines and try something new. Last Saturday, as a result of a garage ordering a wrong replacement part for Lina's Passat, her car was not able to be fixed and inspected. So, we went to pick up her car at the garage as she was to be out of town for 7 days. The Passat was supposed to drivable but it made more noise than a broken rickshaw...then all of the noises ceased. Lina was hoping that the car had fixed itself--like a lizard grows a new tail after a badger bites off the previous one. I am not very mechanical but I am pretty skeptical that mechanical objects have self-regenerative capacity. On Sunday morn, she needed to fly out of Harrisburg International (International? That's a stretch...probably one flight to Canada a year like Geese) and she wante