I was so humbled and convicted as I stood in my polling place this morning - John and Heather and I voted in a really old building that was full of old flags, memorials, and plaques honoring veterans from our university; and as I waited in line and looked at those names and faces, I felt horrible for all of the apathy and disinterest I've felt leading up to this election.
Friends, the right to vote is an American right, yes; but it is also a huge gift. Our soldiers and veterans have given us this gift. It can feel empty to toss around the word "sacrifice" because we use it so much; but that word means loneliness, hunger, weariness, pain, and death for the ones who make that sacrifice for us. Generations of young men and women just like us have slept in fields and foxholes, slung muskets and rifles across their aching shoulders, run their fingers over the worn-out picture of someone a million miles away - all so we can stand in line and complain to our bored neighbors about how much we hate both candidates.
For their sake, get out and vote today. Make their sacrifice worthwhile. It doesn't matter so much who you vote for, as long as you raise your voice through the ballot and accept this gift of having a hand in your own government.
They died for this day.
~ Vicki
Absolutely. I was thrilled to be so blessed that i might be able to have some say in who the leader of our country should be. I'm very thankful for that right.(: And no matter how much I may fret about the results, I try to remember that whatever happens is in God's hands, and that all things work together for good to them that love Him.(:
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