“After I heard that Obama had won, my first thought was one of surprising clarity; I knew that from this point on it would be about my and my family’s relationship with God, our dependence on Him, and nothing else.”
This had been governing my thoughts more during the lead-up to the election. In fact, as I grew more and more hopeful of a McCain-Palin victory, it struck me how that I have never found anything appealing about John McCain. I cringed when he was nominated and, until the choice of Sarah Palin, I had no desire to vote for him. As my spirit trembled within me at the thought of an Obama presidency, my “flesh” compelled me to generate enthusiasm for a...man. How foolish of me. How worldly. How carnal.
Why art thou downcast, O my soul, and why art thou disquieted within me? Hope, thou, in God!
Baloney! There is no God. That’s why he didn’t rescue us. Hitler rose. Stalin rose. Pol Pot, Mao, I could go on. This isn’t “our” fault; it’s the fault of the stupid and socialist-loving citizens of this doomed country who voted to give up what we had. To paraphrase the world’s most famous America-hater: for the first time in my life I am ashamed of my country. I can’t believe that there is another country with a population as stupid as ours.