The Morning After
I have to confess that I didn’t sleep well last night. Too many thoughts swirling in my head, too gaping a hole in my stomach. Not only was the Republican candidate for president, Mitt Romney, trounced, but Democrats won major races throughout the country–some were narrow victories, but victories nonetheless. In 2012, America decidedly voted for bigger government.
It’s too early to conclude what convinced Americans to continue on the path Obama started us down four years ago, but once again, the people decided through a free election process. Consequently, our legislature and executive branch will look almost identical to the one we’ve had the past four years.
I was tempted to write this short blog first thing this morning, but I chose the better thing–reading God’s Word. And I’m so glad I did. I desperately needed to be reminded of the sweet truth that God is always in control in spite of my feelings to the contrary. As such, there is never a time when I don’t have reason to praise Him, and so I do. I choose to worship my God and Savior right now at this very moment, with the recognition that He is all knowing and I am weak and frail and limited. It’s impossible for me to understand all that’s going on around me. But as I read this morning, I worship the same God who created all that we see, healed the sick, gave sight to the blind, raised Lazarus from the dead, and saved me from myself. As a friend wisely wrote yesterday, America’s messiah has come and we celebrate his “inauguration” in a little over a month.
I still plan to engage in conservative politics and in coming days I’ll have opinions about what happened last night. But on this morning after, I need to cast all of my anxiety and questions upon my Heavenly Father, knowing to the core of my being that He cares for me…He cares for you.