Like many of you, I was depressed when I hear the news of the election this morning. But then I looked into my kids’ faces. Faces that showed anxiety at the news. Anxiety caused by the hate and anger they have witnessed over the last months that I was unable to fully shield them from. Many times over the last several months I have wanted to run away to a deserted island and protect my children from the world. But I can’t do that. None of us can run away and hide, not for any real length of time.
So instead we bow our heads and pray to the One who is always there. Then we look up into the eyes of those around us and make a deliberate decision to love. We remind ourselves and our children that differences of opinion are learning opportunities, but that hate speech is NEVER acceptable.
We remind our children that we are here to serve one another and to lift each other up. In the face of riots and bigotry we make a plan to help. We remind ourselves that we each have a responsibility to leave the world a little better than we found it.
Today I will buy boxes for Operation Christmas Child and I will set up donation boxes in our dining room because my daughter wants to help the poor. For the next month we will collect food for the food bank and clothing for the warming shelter.
These are things I had planned to do regardless of the results of the election because it is my
duty and my privilege to serve, and because I am so very proud of my little girl for wanting to help. I will do everything I can to assist and encourage her.
At the end of the day it is my children and my faith that give me hope for the future.
“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord. “Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”