I have remained silent as long as I can. While I am not one to get on a political soapbox often, occasionally I must go on a tangent. Bear with me.
I am so thankful this election is over. I am weary of hearing the rhetoric both the Dems and Reps have spouted off during this election. I am disgusted with the media. I am tired of hearing about Joe the Plumber. Any man or woman considered a common laborer in this country should be highly offended. I am tired of hearing about change because I fear the tonic for change will be worse than the illness itself. While I voted and encouraged everyone I encountered to vote, I was not happy with either choice in candidates. I voted for whom I felt was the lesser of the two evils knowing he would probably not win. I simply could not vote for a candidate who supports all forms of abortion, same sex marriage, and socialism. This is the first time since I was eligible to vote that I did not stay up all night watching the election results. I did not even turn the TV on. I awoke Wednesday morning to the results not the least bit surprised with who won. I have now had time to let this historic election sink into my feeble brain and have come to some conclusions.
Even though I am not an Obama fan, it is now my responsibility to pray for him, his safety, his family, his advisors, and his discernment. This is the right thing to do and honors the Lord. As the Apostle Paul teaches so clearly in I Timothy 2:1, “I urge that entreaties, prayers and petitions and thanksgivings be made on behalf of all men, for kings and all who are in authority, so that we may lead a tranquil and quiet life in all godliness and dignity.” I owe Obama that because he will be the leader of our great country soon and because God’s Word tells me to do so. That does not mean I agree with him.
The majority of the people in this nation proved what they value by how they voted and as I already knew, they value their material things over people. They value their new car over the life of a child; they value their beautiful home over the mistreated and tortured in other countries; they value their expensive vacations over the freedom to choose their own doctor and health care provider; they value their technology gadgets over their freedom to educate their children as they please; they value their political beliefs over their faith, they value their sex lives over absolute morals and they put more thought into their cable provider than they put into who will govern this country. I could go on, but I think you get the point. Priorities are so skewed in our nation it makes me want to weep.
Despite all of this, I know God is still in control. Nothing happened on Tuesday that was not allowed by His perfect plan. Moreover, while I can say I do not understand His plan, His plan is the only one I can trust. His Word is Truth. His Son is the Way. Judgment is His. Therefore, Peace is mine. I pray that Peace is yours also.
My hope is built on nothing less,
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.
I am so thankful this election is over. I am weary of hearing the rhetoric both the Dems and Reps have spouted off during this election. I am disgusted with the media. I am tired of hearing about Joe the Plumber. Any man or woman considered a common laborer in this country should be highly offended. I am tired of hearing about change because I fear the tonic for change will be worse than the illness itself. While I voted and encouraged everyone I encountered to vote, I was not happy with either choice in candidates. I voted for whom I felt was the lesser of the two evils knowing he would probably not win. I simply could not vote for a candidate who supports all forms of abortion, same sex marriage, and socialism. This is the first time since I was eligible to vote that I did not stay up all night watching the election results. I did not even turn the TV on. I awoke Wednesday morning to the results not the least bit surprised with who won. I have now had time to let this historic election sink into my feeble brain and have come to some conclusions.
Even though I am not an Obama fan, it is now my responsibility to pray for him, his safety, his family, his advisors, and his discernment. This is the right thing to do and honors the Lord. As the Apostle Paul teaches so clearly in I Timothy 2:1, “I urge that entreaties, prayers and petitions and thanksgivings be made on behalf of all men, for kings and all who are in authority, so that we may lead a tranquil and quiet life in all godliness and dignity.” I owe Obama that because he will be the leader of our great country soon and because God’s Word tells me to do so. That does not mean I agree with him.
The majority of the people in this nation proved what they value by how they voted and as I already knew, they value their material things over people. They value their new car over the life of a child; they value their beautiful home over the mistreated and tortured in other countries; they value their expensive vacations over the freedom to choose their own doctor and health care provider; they value their technology gadgets over their freedom to educate their children as they please; they value their political beliefs over their faith, they value their sex lives over absolute morals and they put more thought into their cable provider than they put into who will govern this country. I could go on, but I think you get the point. Priorities are so skewed in our nation it makes me want to weep.
Despite all of this, I know God is still in control. Nothing happened on Tuesday that was not allowed by His perfect plan. Moreover, while I can say I do not understand His plan, His plan is the only one I can trust. His Word is Truth. His Son is the Way. Judgment is His. Therefore, Peace is mine. I pray that Peace is yours also.
My hope is built on nothing less,
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness.
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ the Solid Rock I stand
All other ground is sinking sand.
All other ground is sinking sand.
Thanks for reading, Rosie.
2 comments:
I join you in prayer for out country...
Your Yankee Aunt
As one special daughter said on Thursday night, so how does it feel to vote for a loser and still have your guy win...that was it: my vote was cast for the little ones who can never vote but hopefully some day will again...and my heart was with Obama as it has been since I first read his book Dreams of My Father several years ago...you should read David Brooks' column in the 11-7 NYTimes...he says what our hearts all echo so wistfuly about the future. Meanwhile, I'll be praying too...
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