I visited Washington, D.C. for the first time when I was 23 years old with my husband and my parents. It changed me. I had never felt more like an American than when I was visiting all of the different places I had only seen in books, images and on television my whole life. Learning about those who had gone before me and served their fellow Americans so selflessly…many sacrificing everything…brought tears to my eyes and gratitude to my heart that of all the places on earth I could live, God allowed me be a U.S. Citizen.
On a day like today when we have the privilege of exercising our God-given right to vote, I find so often that instead of celebrating that and honoring those who have gone before us, we feud and stress, worry and debate over what point of view is better forgetting that God is in control of it all. I have great peace with whom I voted for having prayed earnestly for wisdom and guidance. The Lord reminded me I have one issue that is near and dear to my story, and I believe I have a duty to passionately stand for it because God gave me the freedom to. My confidence is in no human, for he or she cannot do everything perfectly, least of all politics…which has been plain for all to see by both of our presidential candidates…but God can and will use whomever He chooses to place in each office we vote for His purpose and His plan for this world.
I am grateful that the very common term of the most ‘powerful’ man…or woman! in the world…whomever that may be at the end of today…is still under the rule of our great, all-powerful God and will be placed there by Him.