So in our ongoing showers of blessings, we have once again received a full broadside haymaker out of the dark. We were informed that our minivan, our dear old family truckster of over ten years, will need a transmission replacement. We knew it was probably that. My Dad was enough of a mechanic in his day to pass down a little knowledge to my otherwise mechanically incompetent ears, and I could tell by the rattling and the shaking and the increasing feelings of stalling at higher speeds that the transmission could be the culprit Well, it is. It's been verified, and it will cost a whopping 5200.00. That's right. It might as well be 5 billion. We're taking on water and already sinking fast. If things don't turn around for us, by the first of the year we will begin defaulting on our loans and unable to pay our mortgage. Temp jobs have run out, and we still have the issue of medical healthcare coverage to consider. So if anyone knows somebody, a major Catholic donor perhaps, who happens to have 5000.00 burning a hole in his pocket, or someone with a decent minivan they've been dying to give away, please feel free to email us. It has to be a minivan by the way, because one of the best gifts of becoming Catholic - our fourth child - also makes it impossible to travel as a family in anything less.
All of this, of course, begs an answer to the question: quo vadis Griffey family? Already, people are scratching their heads wondering what's keeping us in the Church. I keep telling them the Truth, that's what. But a growing chorus of family and former colleagues and acquaintances who were skeptical about the whole conversion thing are starting to smack their lips and suggest this proves that our journey across the Tiber was hell and gone from God's will. Why the Church - not wonderful, gracious, generous and loving individual Catholics - but the Church, as manifest in the diocese of Columbus, simply has no means, or is not concerned with finding any means, of putting either my wife or I to some form of work, or even short term anything to help weather the storm, is something those who are used to the 'don't just stand there, do something' mantra of Evangelical Protestantism are left to puzzle until their puzzlers are sore. So if nothing else for the witness, pray that the Church itself somehow steps up to the plate, while in the short term prayers and anyone who can help keep an old minivan alive, would be greatly appreciated.
Again, please feel free to email me at the email on the side of the page for any information you may have.