I woke this morning with some real hope. Now don’t get me wrong, I also had fear and that fear brought tears, but after the tears came the hope.
I was fearful of what either candidate would bring to the country. Neither was my choice (and while you may chastise me for voting third party I did so in a state I knew would be red, so red that even third party votes wouldn’t have swayed it). While I was not thrilled about a win for her I knew what to expect and I knew how to prepare for it. I do not know what to expect now.
So how do I have hope?
I have hope because I know that our mission has prepared me for this. While we aren’t as far along in the house as I would like to be I have faith that we will be prepared to help the people who will need us the most. I honestly pray more that we will be able to handle the number of people who will need us. We will feed people, hopefully give people good work, help them become less dependent on their utilities to free up income, and be a beacon of light in whatever storm comes.
I agree that we need a change but this isn’t it.