Our Sovereign

By the time you read this the election will be over (with the likely exception of a runoff for one senate seat).  Altogether now; and breathe.  No more robocalls, popup adds on Facebook, or unwanted texts. Oh, wait. There is still that runoff. So, never mind.

            Everything we have read in recent weeks has reminded us that this is the most important election in American history.  In some cases we have been told that end of the world is coming if certain candidates do not win.  People have threatened to move to Canada. 

            Here’s the thing.  I believe in this strange political process called democracy.  You can rest assured that I voted, and I encourage others to vote.  I have strong feelings about what is best for our nation. I continue to believe we live in the greatest nation in the world, and I want it to thrive.

            But I am reminded of this truth.  My hope is not in the ballot box. My hope is the Lord Jesus Christ.  No matter who is/was elected president, senator, or to any local position, I must remember this.  No elected official can meet all of my needs.  No elected official can save me.

            But on the cross, some 2000 years ago, Jesus gave His life that I might have life.  He is my only hope. And He is enough.

            I do not mean to downplay the importance of elections. They matter, and each of us should do our part to participate. But let us always remember this. We must not put our ultimate trust in human leaders. They, like us, are imperfect sinners.

            I want to say this one more time. Our hope is not in the ballot box. It is in the Lord.  I pray that you will trust Him to meet your every need. He will not let you down.