Honestly, I don’t know why I thought McCain could actually pull it off. I thought Sarah Palin was an awesome choice and she was. In retrospect, John McCain was really an unconscionable choice.
But I definitely was not ready to hear the news that B. Hussein was actually the president-elect of the United States of America. (My dad now calls it the USSA – the United Socialist States of America.) I don’t think I will ever utter the word “President” before his name. The thought of B. Hussein ruining this country makes me sick. I was so sick yesterday that I didn’t think my appetite would ever return. I lost 3 lbs overnight.
I actually cried when my husband told me the outcome in the morning (since I came home on election night from my own personal defeat with a local campaign I was managing and went straight to bed). I couldn’t focus the rest of the day either. I was in a deep funk. I went out to run some errands and I couldn’t even look people in the eye. I was disgusted with everyone. Funny how everyone else, regardless of skin color, seemed to be in the same funk I was in. We all looked at each other a little weird. People were not friendly or happy. The weather was dreary and the world was quiet. I was thankful that no one was out gloating about the election. I probably would have burst into tears right in the checkout line.
Less than 48 hours later, I’m feeling a little better…as war breaks out around the world, the stock market plummets, a possible class-action lawsuit against B. Hussein for not paying his campaign staff, the Arabs denounce B. Hussein’s choice in a Jewish chief of staff, etc. I stumbled into an irony earlier today along the way that struck my husband rather funny. The same people who have been lifting up their “messiah” are going to “crucify” him. It’s already started. The media has no bigger target than B. Hussein and oh how they love to help people fall flat on their face in public. The love-affair is over. The USA can officially declare that racism is dead. And the liberal “messiah” is about to be skewered and flambéed by those who were laying down the palm branches on his path. Only this “messiah” will not save anyone from life on earth or their sins and certainly cannot offer eternal life.
So, as I sit here still in quite a funk…I know that I will soon return to quietly resting in my Father’s arms because I am not lost and I know that placing trust in any man is folly. God is still in control…no matter how bleak it may seem…no matter if Jerusalem is plundered and we are carried off into another Babylonian captivity. God is the One who sets up and brings down the rulers and kings on this earth.
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