I cast my ballot last week and left the president section blank.
I had lots of personal reasons for leaving it blank, but the moment after I popped the envelope in the mail slot I was seized with regret. It's not the sort of mailbox you can open back up and retrieve things you regret mailing. Times being what they are and thieves being so active, it's one of those steel-fortress-type community boxes, and only the postal carrier can open the "out" compartment.
So I stood there, seething. "Why didn't I write myself in!" I wailed.
I would have to promise the Spouse that I'd avoid taking on the female politician look. "They're all covered with a layer of shellac," he complains. So I would keep my natural appearance. Remember, I'm fairly good looking.
I would be a benevolent dictator. Someone needs to take control of the niggling minutiae, and not allow men to wear skinny jeans or women to slop around the grocery store in pajama bottoms. I might also outlaw Capri Sun. That beverage is just too weird for me. I didn't even know the stuff was still around until I put the boys in school, and now they wail that ALL THEIR FRIENDS drink it at lunch.
"When you grow up and become an astronaut you can have all the Capri Sun you want," I tell them.
On a more serious note, I'm glad I scheduled a little bang trim for this afternoon, because I might have to scrape my hairdresser off the ceiling. "If this administration can abandon the ambassador in Benghazi, they'll abandon my son in Afghanistan," she told me.
I know (I can see the blue state/red state breakdown online) that lots of people are disappointed today, and I want to make three suggestions.
- Pray for the president, by name.
- Pray for the nation, and thank the Lord we can own Bibles and worship freely.
- Pray for people elsewhere, whose jobs and lives and relationships come in jeopardy if they confess Jesus Christ.
For there is no power but of God: the powers that be are ordained by God. Romans 13:1
