Today is election day in the United States of America. It seems we have not been particularly united of late.
I woke with the thoughts of campaigns ending, the circus it has all been finally leaving town. And the Spirit sings to me, “Our God is in control.”
As I sit in my rocker in the pre-dawn hours, coffee and Bible in hand, I pray for my country, sweet land of liberty, land that I love. Today marks a day of changes, no matter how the pendulum swings.
Sweet William and I went early to the polls to cast our ballots. The parking lot was full and people waited in line to vote. I hope that is an indication that we care about the election outcome, that we are willing to be responsible citizens, that the invasion of lethargy and hopelessness has not won a battle.
No matter what tomorrow’s result, I know this one thing for certain: My God is in control.
An old refrain echos the same, “I don’t know who holds tomorrow, but I know who holds my hand.”
And still another melody from my childhood offers comfort,
Today I will hope in the Lord. His Truth still marches on.
Today I will trust in Jesus. He is the same, yesterday, today, and forever.
Today I will sing and rejoice in my salvation with thanksgiving, for this is God’s will for me.
Today I will choose joy no matter the outcome.
Because my God is in control.