I have started to blog about something in the past month and each time I became distracted by life and then I didn't. For instance, on the 7th after the presidential election, I had joked at work that Texas and the big, tall, wide swath of red states connected to us, should succeed from the Union. Low and behold, a few days later, I learn of the many states, including Texas, that had petitions circulating to do just that!
And I started to blog about it. Granted, I too, felt terribly disenfranchised, when I saw all that red and knew a narrow strip of blue on either coast was pulling me along on a path I didn't want to follow. But let's be real....neither man clearly defines himself as a Christian. Obama seems as vague on his faith as he is on his citizenship and other issues. Romney is a Mormon. And while he calls upon the name of God, he denies the authority and sacrifice of his son, Christ Jesus. My plan all along was to pray for either man who was elected to come to know Christ as his personal savior just as Saul did on the road to Damascus. My sister asked me before the election which candidate would help me and Pete more. We are so poor financially, that Obama's plans might actually benefit us. What I care about is not that, but what kind of country are we creating for Bubba & Candi Girl to raise Baby Ruth in. And are we going to put into law even more things that are a nose flip in God's direction.
And then the scandal about the General and his affair broke. And I started to blog about the hypocrites in D.C. This pack is no different than the Sanhedrin when Christ walked the earth! Yes, adultery is wrong. But so is homosexualism, abortion, euthanism, etc. in God's sight and in his Word. I am sick and tired of people applauding one sick defilement of God's Law and then condemning another. Get the board out of your eye D.C. Then maybe you can lead us, maybe you can solve our problems and get the specks out of the eyes of our countrymen.
Oh, but I'd so rather blog about and think about and enjoy the good things in life. The new, wonderful man my Pete is becoming with the Spirit's help. How beautiful and smart my Bug is. My son and his little family, and of course the precious Baby Ruth, who is 7 1/2 months old now. She sits, crawls and pulls up on her own. She smiles and she loves. She finds joy in the simple things. No Democrat nor Republican, no sinner nor saint has spoiled that perfect little gift from God yet.
It is cool, crisp and beautiful here in Southeast Texas today. So, MawMaw is getting off her soap box, leaving the news cut off, and going to enjoy it. This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it.