Alright. I’ve been exploring blogworld and leaving comments here and there and I have to say–I didn’t realize how much I have to say–about this election, first black president, some conservatives in a tizzy thing. So I’ll just spew…
I didn’t vote for Barack Obama. I don’t like government all up in my face. Yet, it’s interesting to see the McCain voters who still hold some level of admiration at Obama’s victory. It is historic. The issues may not all have been about race but what if they were? What are we afraid of? I like the idea fact that my kids don’t see it odd that a black man is President. Shoot, they don’t even know he’s black. They don’t even know they’re white.
I was most excited by the enthusiasm (or angst) of the citizens of this country who got off their assets and voted or got involved in the process.
Obama is not the devil incarnate, as far as I know. I’ve never met him. He’s young. He inspires. I hope that doesn’t stop. And of course he will make mistakes as all leaders do. So then, vote him out next time around.
I’m sad at some Christians’ comments of fear and utter despair. I’m not talking about disappointment that your guy didn’t win or disagreement with politics but there is some serious “whoa is me” going on out there. Did God watch the last 20 months wringing his hands muttering “hope he doesn’t win”? Did He step out for a minute during the election returns and come back thinking “what the? I can’t leave you alone for one minute.”
I like roller coasters. I get bored easily. I like the shake up. That’s not to say that I’m going to agree with how the world is run–I don’t do that now! But keep hands and feet inside the car at all times and fasten your seat belts. I sense a wild ride comin’.