I have no doubt that the jurors were faithful to their task, and that each attorney did the best possible job.
I also have a general faith in the system. It may not be perfect, but I doubt anybody could create a better one.
I’m even comfortable with the idea of risking that a guilty person go free, rather than a innocent person be punished.
That said, I have serious doubts about the verdict rendered last night. I think it is clear that Corasanti was drunk, and hit Alix Rice while driving. He knew he had hit something, left the scene of the accident, and took steps to conceal his guilt. I know the jury knows more than I do, and I respect that, but–like many–I am still dissatisfied with the verdict.
It is in situations like this that the idea of God as Judge appeals to me.
We made our best effort at justice. It may have failed. We can’t be sure. And yet, a belief in God as judge allows me to sleep better, because I know that Dr. Corasanti and Ms. Rice will both receive justice.
Paul, in Romans 12:19-21 wrote: “Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave room for the wrath of God; for it is written, “Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord.
No, “if your enemies are hungry, feed them; if they are thirsty,
give them something to drink; for by doing this you will heap burning
coals on their heads.”
Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.
We never like the idea of a judging God when we think of our own shortcomings. But we need such a God when we cannot make justice ourselves. This is not to say that Dr. Corasanti will burn in hell, or that the pain for those who miss Ms. Rice will simply go away. Only that the thing that we yearn for may be in fact be true: it will all be made right.
Until then, comfort for the grieving. Vengeance belongs to God, not us.