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One Nation, Under God

Well, unless you live under a rock, you know the election was yesterday. Now, I'm not going to spend the next page pushing my political views on anyone, it doesn't matter. BUT I am going to take this time to rant a little. Just a little, I promise..

Whether you are an Obama fan or not, you likely agree that these last four years haven't exactly lived up to the hype. That's not to say he's been terrible, that's just saying there were a lot of promises made that, I feel, were neglected.

I hope with this reelection, he can prove to Americans that he is in fact the right man for the job. I hope that he sees, with 47% popular vote going to Mitt Romney, that half of Americans are displeased with the last 4 years enough to vote someone else, anyone else, in instead. I hope that we, together and united, can turn this country around before it's too late.

I saw a Facebook post today that said "We just need a really big war/external enemy to rally everyone together." Is that really what it's going to take? Clearly this country is as divided as it's ever been in my lifetime, and I can't quite put my finger on why. I *pray* we all have similar goals and dreams as Americans, regardless of party affiliation. We want better for our families. We want better for our futures. What is it that seems to be ripping this nation apart?

People on Facebook are verbally assaulting each other over their candidate choices. Families and friendships are being torn apart by thoughtless words of their loved ones. And for what? Everything has been said and done, and now I'm seeing the most hateful and outright ugly responses to the result.

I wonder, as I sit here writing this, what other countries-countries whose citizens flock to America for a better opportunity- think as they watch all this unfold before their eyes?

I write this to say, I'm done. It's hypocritical to say you have faith in God to pull us through the hard times, but you lack the faith that God hand selected the man or woman chosen as president. It's hypocritical to praise the democratic process when it works in your favor, and criticize it when it doesn't. Granted, I've been just as guilty as the next upset American when votes, Presidential or on The Voice, don't exactly go my way. But I realize today, I trust the system. I trust that God intended for this person to win the election. And I trust that this man will keep his word.

Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope."


  1. Amen. "Thy will be done." God's got a plan, we just have to wait it out and have Faith.


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