My Hope is Unchanged.

Today is the day we have all been waiting for. The day that our country will receive a new "leader". The day that we elect the man who will change our world.


I find it somewhat disheartening, how fast we forget that a Man has already come to do just that.


There is a peace within me today. No matter whose name I hear at the end of the day, I know that nothing will change the hope that I have within my heart. The hope that one day we will all bow down to the only One who deserves such praise. Every knee will bow and every tongue will confess. And our hearts will truly be different. I have come to the realization that no matter what might take place in my future here in this country, I will not change my morals. I will not change what I believe in, and what I think is Right. No matter what our government might make legal and say is Right, my hope in Gods Word will be unchanged. No matter who tells me that I can not say Gods name in a school, at my job, or in my home... if it goes that far, my hope in my Lord will be unchanged. I love and respect my friends that tell me that they do not believe in Jesus Christ, but it hurts to know that they do not believe in my very source of life. The very pulse in my wrist. He will continue to be the center of my life, my love, my HOPE.

My heart becomes sad when I think of all of those that are hurting. They seek for answers here on this earth, and many of them think they have found that answer in Barack Obama or John McCain. Tonight, half of the country will be disappointed. But I have decided that I will not be. God gives man the authority to be in power, so I will respect the man that is elected for the job. In my heart, I may not agree with his views, but I will not be disappointed. What I am disappointed in, is not the people, but the view we have on issues. Issues like human life.

Precious, beautiful human life. I have gotten the chance to look at the world through many pairs of eyes. I have seen a woman weep from being raped, and I have seen a woman weep from a miscarriage. Both, heartbreaking moments in my life. But that does not cloud my view of human life and just how valuable it is. I have met many people who have had hard lives, whose parents haven't wanted them... and they have contributed tremendously to helping make our world better. I think that any child conceived should have the chance at making our world a better place. I just can't understand what could be more painful, ( a teenager having to tell her parents, carrying a rape pregnancy for 9 months, having to struggle to support a child...etc) than knowing that you have taken the chance to experience this beautiful world and all of its gifts from a small, innocent soul. How can anyone look into the eyes of a baby, and tell me that they are not worth a struggle?? Especially when there are women out in our world today that want one so badly and have found out that they can not have one. If it were possible for me to take all of the children who are being killed, into my home and clothe and shelter them, and give them a chance at life, and show them the love they deserve... I would. And I know many people who are signed up at adoption agencies who would do the same. 1 out of 3 woman in our country now get an abortion...and that breaks my heart.
I have to warn you, this next picture is going to be graphic, maybe even sickening... but I feel you need to see what we are doing.

How can we just throw away a precious life?

This tiny person could have one day been a teacher that changed a child's life. This person could have been a fireman that saved a family from a fire. This person could have been a preacher that brought souls to Christ. This person could have been a foster parent that took in children that nobody loved. This person could have been a president who wanted to make the world a better place. This person could have been a scientist that discovered a cure for cancer. This person could have been the child that heals the hearts of a family waiting to adopt.

This person could have been ... you.

If passion is my downfall, then so be it. I am an imperfect human. I am so far from meekness that I almost can't imagine how Jesus most have spoken. But my heart hurts when people hurt. And I do not like to see so much pain. If we elect a President today that helps to heal our hearts, I will be thankful. And if we don't, that is alright with me too. I know the One that has healed my heart and I don't have to hear him speak at a rally. I have heard Him speak on a mountain. I don't have to see him get food stamps for the needy. I have seen Him feed five thousand. My hope does not lie in the President of our future. It lies in the goodness of my God. No matter what storms come our way, we are safe in His arms. No matter how the earth will quake, my hope is unchanged. We cannot depend on the next President to change our world. It must start within all of us. And we must look upward to find that way. In the days to come, our constitution might change, our laws even ... but my heart, my love for God ... my hope ...

is unchanged.

"and I know one day, He will wipe our tears away..."