At the Dentist


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I was at the dentist yesterday getting a checkup and a cleaning.  My dentist is a very pleasant man who takes care of both Terry and me.  I mentioned to him that today is Terry’s 75th birthday, and of course that got us talking about the rapid passage of time. He asked me if I wished I could hold back time.


I thought about that.

“No, I don’t think so.”  He was surprised, wondering if I didn’t wish I could be younger.

“Only if I could be less stupid,” I smiled at him, exposing my fresh, minty teeth.  “No,” I continued. “I’m really quite content.  God has been so good to us, bringing us this far with very few serious health problems.  I’m enjoying this time in our lives, and I don’t think I’d want to do any of it over again.”

He continued to be surprised and thoughtful. “Isn’t there anything you would change?”

“Oh, of course!  For instance, I wouldn’t be fat.  Knowing what I know now, I would be more careful about a lot of things that have contributed to my ongoing battle of the bulge. But, you know, I have a strong sense that even if I did that one thing better, there would be something else I would mess up.”

“You mentioned the goodness of God.  Are you someone who prays?”

“Yes.  Often, and with a lot of thanksgiving for what God has provided for us.”

“You know, I’ve found over the years that my patients who are people of faith, people who pray, are generally more content with their lives.”

“How about you?  Are you a person of faith, one who prays?”

“No. But maybe I should be thinking about that.”  He smiled, handed me a little bag of toothpaste and floss, and left the office.

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