As
the day of voting draws nearer and nearer, I find myself
contemplating three perfectly rotten scoundrels.
One
was named Manasseh, King Manasseh of Judea, the man who was
proclaimed by God to have shed the most innocent blood of all time.
His story is so bloody that much of it must be read in history to get
the true picture of what happened. As I studied him, I found myself
rooting for God to “take him out.” (Lest you have any doubts,
that is not a Christ-like attitude.)
I
was very happy when the Assyrian King had him arrested on false
charges and took him off to the dungeon at his palace. But God had
news for him and for me: God was in charge of even this situation.
During his stay in the dungeon, his life wasting away, he was bent
over to the point that he began to recognize the evil he had done.
And, guess what? He repented. He spent much time confessing each
detail and repenting of them, asking God's forgiveness for his sin.
So,
did God forgive him? You bet. Soon after his repentance, the guard
came and released him from prison explaining that they had found the
charges against him to be false. He was free to return to Judea and
be the King there again.
He
did return and he did rule as King again, this time destroying the
majority of idol worship, cleaning the temple of all signs of it and
ruling by the commandments of God. He was broken and became useful to
God.
Another
man on my mind is the great, honored President John F. Kennedy. He
truly desires honor for what he accomplished, especially in standing
up to Russia. And his manner of operation was genuinely acceptable on
the level of polite society. But what we did not know was that his
private behavior was abominable; even scandalous to those of us who
had sexual scruples. His appetite for sex was so voracious that it
had him hiding women in the closets of the White House so that he
could have sex with them.
And,
then, there is my Dad. He was a sleaze of a man and a total womanizer
with a mouth that could make a sailor blush. His personal behavior
was hurtful and ugly for many, many years. But... He rose up in the
Army from a PFC shoveling horse left overs to a Captain in charge of
a P.O.W. Camp in Korea. The point here is that as ugly as he was, he
got the job done; whatever the job was. In fact all of these
men did.
As
I contemplate these men, I find myself seeing that I need to consider
the repercussions of what I do with my vote.
I
have clearly decided that, though both viable candidates for
President are seemingly unacceptable, they are nevertheless the only
viable candidates.
This
is not the first time for me to be in this situation. I have not had
opportunity to vote for a viable candidate that I felt deserved the
honor of being President since I voted for Reagan. But I have always
voted for the ideology and platform of conservative politics. Always.
Now,
more than ever, except for 2012, I see a need to vote against
the party ideology that I detest. And I detest the liberal socialist
progressive ideology and party platform plus the current behavior of
that party.
The
mouth of Donald Trump may be abominable, but the platform he stands
on is NOT. The platform she stands on is crushing and totally
unacceptable as a continuation of the destruction of this freedom
based nation.
Though
I am not standing on the rhetoric of “Make America Great Again,”
I am quite persuaded that we need to make America livable
again.
As
for me, I see voting for Trump and the conservative platform as a
much better chance of making this country livable again. I will cast
my vote for that possibility before I will throw it away or not vote
at all.
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