
How often have we grumbled about the situation we find ourselves in, or about the world around us, and wished we could return to a time when things were simpler, when people intuitively knew right from wrong, when a person's handshake was better and more dependable than all the legal paperwork we fumble with today. Ahhhhh, how sweet it would be, or so it often seems. The Fort Hood shooter would already have been dispatched to meet his maker, and the Casey Anthony trial would have been over two years ago. But the fact is that no matter how hard we try to turn back the hands time, time will always move forward.
And if we stop to think about it, that is probably good for us. While we wouldn't have to deal with folks like the members of the Westboro Baptist Church disrupting military funerals, we also don't have to ride around in buckboards or horse-drawn carriages. And while we think that our kids might be better off with a little less in the way of electronic connection via ipads and cellphones, we must realize that going back in time would also deprive us of these things -- and computers -- and telephones -- and automobiles. How many of us would like to depend upon the Pony Express to communicate with relatives in a distant state?!
If you're into all of that, and there would be nothing wrong if you are, you can join a group of Mennonites. But when all is said and done, what most of us really want is not to turn back the hands of time, but to have a little more common sense and responsibility exercised by ourselves, our kids, our neighbors, our legislators, and our courts.
But you ask, what about the child that is runover and killed by the negligence of someone driving drunk. Would it not be good to be able to pull back the hands of time just long enough to allow someone to save that child just before the car struck? That's always a heart wrenching scenario, but who are we to know that the outcome would be better one way or another. Maybe that car saved the child from something even more horrific a day or two later, or a week, or a year. Whatever. Where would it end? Where would we draw the line?
It seems to me that no matter how attractive going back in time might seem, we must accept that things happen the way they do for a reason and we need to live in the here and now, while maintaining a hope for a brighter future. There will always be times when we will want to change what is, but going back in time (even if we could) doesn't seem to me to be the way to do it.
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