Disposable

For the past year, I have been battling to have my weed trimmer/edger repaired. Shouldn’t be such a countercultural thing to actually repair something that is broken. So I’ve been unsuccessfully paying a repairman to do something I cannot do. Although, not that I think about it, neither can he.

Finally, because my house is surrounded by a fortress of grass, I sent my wife to drop the machine off once again. My main motivation was that she had the day off and I had to get into work early, but I’ll confess that she is also a better arguer than I am.

When she dropped it off, the repair dude made a startling confession – “I would never have one of these repaired, it is cheaper to buy a new one.” This, by the way, is a true statement that my experience empirically verified. So it sits back in my garage. (But, my wifey did get a refund for our previous visits!)

My desire has been to repair this machine. Even though fixing it cost the same as a new one. Leaving it by the curb for the mystery man to pick up seems like such a waste.

But ours is a culture of disposability. Things are made to be cheap and hence are more easily tossed than fixed.

Instead of razors we sharpen, we have disposables. Blue ray players cost $35 at Wal-Mart – a repairman will not even open it up for less than that. So all this stuff becomes landfill fodder.

It is not surprising, then, that the same attitude has seeped into our relationships.

Disposable.

A friend doesn’t meet our expectations – we find a new one.

A lover does not please us like they used to – we move on to someone new.

A church does not “keep us fed” – we move on to the one down the road.

A spouse gets difficult – well, divorce is only $99.

Disposable.

In a culture of disposable consumerism, relationships have become just another thing to consume. Then toss.

While I don’t intend this as a commentary on what you should do with your lawn equipment, toaster, or razors – isn’t it a good thing that God is not made in our image. He did not dispose of us, He has sought to repair our relationship.

Even after the devastation of the garden and all the grief of our unfaithfulness He has endured ever since, God is the One who restores.

He sent Jesus.

To repair what was broken.

We are His creation. With that comes inherent value.

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