It’s that time again – election season in a Presidential year. Oh my, how I hate it! As a young girl, I experienced my first heart palpitations while listening to preachers proclaim the evil-incarnate that was Bill Clinton. They told us to go home and kiss our religious liberties goodbye, because Clinton was on a mission to rid the world of all things Christ-related. I wept the night Clinton was inaugurated.
This morning, because of God’s grace alone, I read my Bible in freedom.
If only I could go back and speak a bit of wisdom to my younger self. You see, the truth was something more in the middle. Clinton wasn’t out to banish religious freedom, nor was he out to protect it; he was out to do that which furthered his favorite cause: Bill Clinton. And, that’s just what he did for eight long years. But Billy-boy wasn’t the only politician who loved himself more than all others…no way. If we made a list of those people, we would have to include Obama, Bush (both of ’em) Reagan, Carter, Ford, Nixon, LBJ…you get the idea. One thing that each of those men have in common, along with all of their competitors for that high office, is that they all have a thirst for power. Whether their intentions are good or evil is for God alone to know, but they want that power. And we need someone to have it. Our nation must have a leader, a good one, if God would allow it, and He uses us to determine that leader.
This year, I have been amazed at the choices available on the GOP side of the race. (The Dems didn’t surprise me a bit.) People are downright angry at a certain candidate named Trump. They are simply gaga over one who smiles and says, “TRUSTed”. I’m a little disgusted with the extremes on both sides. As soon as the masses declare a politician “evil”, I tend to think, “He’s probably not that bad.”. As soon as they say, “Savior of the Constitution”, I tend to think, “He’s probably not that good.”
But I hesitate to share too many political thoughts on this blog or social media, because of the following:
#1. I don’t have time to fend off the attackers.
#2. I do not think anyone really cares how I’m going to vote.
#3. And, I know this sounds heartless, but I don’t care how they’re going to vote, either.
I am done letting others (even preachers, ladies and gentlemen) frighten me about the future. The Lord rules and reigns all things, and He will decide my future, and yours, too. This is not an excuse to sit back and do nothing. People are the tools the Lord uses to bring about His plans. I will vote, I will pray, I will obey the leaders God installs over me as much as I am able. But I am refusing fear, and that’s hard because I’m naturally a skittish person.
“But, Baptist preachers everywhere are telling you to vote for Mr. So-and-So! Shouldn’t you listen to them?” you may ask.
No, and here’s why:
I’m not married to them.
Here’s my political plan: Read my Bible, pray, and vote the way my husband does.
Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body.Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing. ~ Ephesians 5:22-24
God honors those who obey HIM, not man, and the wife is to be in subjection to the husband. Here’s some good news: when the victory and concession speeches are long forgotten, there is one thing that shall stand forever, and that is the Word of God:
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever. ~ Isaiah 40:8
Thanks for reading.
And don’t forget to vote.