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Election Day

Here at last! Kim and I voted early, and I am glad for that. If you have not voted yet, I strongly encourage you to go out today and brave the lines (I hope there are lines) and cast your vote. Your vote is important because you are important - you are a precious child of God and your voice, your thoughts, your opinions, your vote matters. In the church I try to remember that numbers are important in as much as they represent people, and people are always important. Your vote is important also because I have friends and relatives who have sacrificed so much in the service of this country to protect and preserve your right to vote, and to establish governments in this world that embrace the importance of each person by giving them the right to vote. You may be tempted to believe that voting doesn't change anything. Well, it might change you. Give it a try.

While I have been dismayed by the course the national campaigns have run this election cycle, and find myself wondering what the masses of Americans are thinking, I do not share some people's panic over the possible results of the national elections. All of my life Democrats and Republicans have proclaimed that the end of the world was nigh, and untold suffering would come if we did not vote a certain candidate into office. I have worked hard to see past the passion and the hype to stay in touch with God's patient presence among us.

God does not change. His character does not change. God's truth does not change. God's ways do not change. God's purposes do not change. God's Son does not change. I can stand steadfast on these truths proclaimed in God's unchanging word.

God has infinite power which is governed by His infinite wisdom. His boundless wisdom and endless power are united to make our God utterly worthy of our fullest trust.

So trust in the Lord, lean not on your own understanding...and go vote.

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