Then Samantha came in from playing later, very upset to learn that Sister Cantrell had voted for Obama. She has been a primary teacher to all of them and Samantha was upset that she wouldn’t vote for the right person. Very quickly I asked Samantha, “Do you think I’m a good person?”
“Well, yeah,” she answered.
“Do you think Dad is a good person?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you think Sister Cantrell is a good person?”
“Yeah.”
“We are all good people and all voted differently.”
I didn’t say anything else about it to her. She walked away thinking and that’s what I wanted.
I remember the first time in my life that I understood that not all grown-ups agree and that not all grown-ups are right. That’s a scary thing for a kid! It’s much easier to think that all grown-ups have the answers and that everything is black and white.
Well, Samantha, welcome to the gray.
We now have our first black president. That's the good part. But now I worry for our country because I don’t believe Barak Obama will preserve and protect the Constitution. He already has so many radical ideas that go against it, but as I saw the look of hope in many faithful, god-fearing people who had elected him as he gave his acceptance speech, it gave me a little hope, too. I can pray for my president. And Barak Obama is going to be my president. Some presidents may need more prayers than others! But if I pray, and all those church-going people who voted for him pray, and if a bunch of others who are now afraid for our country pray for our president, couldn’t the Lord help him?
I think so. And while I’m at it. I’m going to pray for an abnormally long life-span and good health for conservative judges on the supreme court. Federal judges, too. It is just a matter of time before not just the executive and legislative branches of our government are liberal, but our judicial branch, too. Please, God, please bless America!
