“I wonder if He anticipates the day when He can make us understand
what was occurring in our time of trial.
I wonder if He broods over our sorrows.”
James C. Dobson, Life on the Edge:
The Next Generation’s Guide to a Meaningful Future
So today was the first day of early voting for Georgia’s pivotal runoff, the runoff slated for January 5th.
The runoff that the entire country seems to have a bullseyes on…
Since today is December 14th, we are doomed to those unending commercials
for the next 23 days.
My husband and I obviously, given the photo of the sticker, participated
in the early voting process.
I asked the gal who was charged with registering me how this first day had been…
she told me that early on, it was “cray-cray”—meaning folks had lined up way early in
the cold morning rain on a December Monday…
but after that, for the remainder of the day, it had been steady.
I heard it was a good two-hour wait in Atlanta.
This being day one of early voting.
I still don’t understand how Trump lost the election…but what do I know???
I simply show up for early voting, wait my time, and cast my vote.
And so we will now wait, as the nation appears to be descending upon poor
little ol Georgia en masse.
“As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents,
more and more closely, the inner soul of the people.
On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire
at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.”
H.L. Mencken, On Politics: A Carnival of Buncombe