Someone stole 3,600 seconds of life last weekend. Daylight Saving Time resumed in the wee hours of Sunday morning. We sprang forward from 2:00 a.m. to 3:00 a.m.

I love Daylight Saving Time and an “additional” hour of sunlight each evening. I despise the weekends our nation adds or deletes 60 minutes of time.

If I ever run for Congress, I would promise to make DST permanent. This single plank of the political platform would get me easily elected. We could call the new system something simple like “Time.”

A critic once wrote about a play: “A great way to kill time for those wishing it dead.”

God’s gift of time is a gift too precious to waste—or give away every spring.

So let’s get rid of the DS and just have T.