Some would say 1905, the year The Calling of Ella McFarland takes place, was the good-ol’ days.
What’s not so good about the good-ol’ days? As it turns out, a lot.
Take 1905 automobiles, for instance. See that hand crank? One false move, and it could break a man’s arm, a far cry from today’s simple turn of a key.
How about communicating with a friend or business associate? Wanna carry around an ink bottle rather than an iPad as they did in the good-ol’ days?
Or be directed to an outhouse when you ask for the ladies’ room?
What would you think about baking your own bread … or have no bread at all?
What about jam? Ever prepare the soil … plant the seed … tend the plants … harvest, clean, peel, slice and boil the fruit? And then stand over a boiling canning pot, remove the jars from scalding water, and put them away–back hurting or not?
How about hand fans to replace air conditioning? That’s what ladies depended on in the good-ol’ days.
Want to use clothes pins–rain or shine?
Or live with the fear that a child might die of whooping cough, diphtheria, typhoid, or tetanus as easily as she might stub a toe?
Neither would I. So I’m thanking God I don’t live in the good-ol’ days, that I enjoy air conditioning, clothes dryers, sliced bread, and ladies’ rooms. I’m singing a tune of gratitude.
How ’bout you?
Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord, always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. Ephesians 5:19-20 (NIV)