Broke: (v) past tense of break
“If it ain’t broke…”
“If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.”
It’s one of those statements which was hatched decades ago–probably by a lazy husband arguing with his wife over a repair that seemed unnecessary because there were no dangling wires, frayed cords or very much chipped paint.
Truth is, we fix things all the time that aren’t “broke.”
We take precautions when we see wear and tear.
We provide general maintenance on vehicles and appliances.
And if we see a little spot on our clothing that’s beginning to pull a seam or two, we retrieve the needle and thread so as not to be caught in the middle of a social situation with an unsightly rip.
But this particular axiom about “broken and fixing” has permeated our thinking so much that we leave many things undone that could sure use some tender, loving care.
We know what’s involved in carrying on a relationship between a man and a woman, but because no one complains, we ignore kindness and consideration in favor of seeking our own will or avoiding feeling silly.
We know to say “thank you,” but we’d rather insist we already did.
We know to say “I’m sorry,” but are convinced that people would feel awkward if we offered such a trivial piece of consideration.
We certainly are aware that “I love you” makes the world go around, but are equally willing to stop the globe to keep from uttering it.
Long before something is broken, it’s damaged–and if we’re able to catch it in its weakened state, it doesn’t need to break.
If we worked on teaching about marriage and saving relationships, we wouldn’t have such a god-awful custody system in this country, dividing children up with the “sword of visitation.”
If we understood that decisions will always be greeted with unexpected results, we would never choose up teams, wearing red and blue jerseys and thinking that the coloration empowers us.
Some people would say America’s “broke.”
I would say there’s some surface scratches and dents.
But if we don’t tend to it and take care of the little blemishes, in no time at all, we could end up not being what we’re cracked up to be.