Pick up the pieces and begin moving on.

The past few months I’ve found a voice in writing and I’m grateful for you that have read my words and been so supportive and complimentary. I am now going to use my voice to hopefully warn for what’s coming. I am by NO means any expert on anything. I love the Lord and I know the power of having Him in your corner. I’ve spent the past 15 years learning all I can about the political system and prophecy and I’m still just scratching the surface. However, along the way I’ve gained wisdom from several incredibly spirit-filled people that have helped me with my walk with God.

However, I will admit last night I went to bed somewhat distraught. It seemed as though instantaneously, we watched a perfectly normal election night WITHOUT WARNING go into a major upset. Like we stepped into a parallel universe and we were looking at a foreign world through a lens. This wasn’t supposed to happen, said Dick Morris, Charles Krauthammer, George Will, Ann Coulter, and the list goes on. It was as though the last many months disappeared, all that hard work, and the election appeared to be handed to him. I know I’m supposed to give the office of the presidency the honor it deserves. I’ll honor the OFFICE. I will NOT honor the man.

My daughter, Katherine, and I have had some trying times recently. Last evening all that was dropped. She spent much of last evening, while in class, comforting and encouraging me. She’s too young to have ever known the good times we knew as kids growing up. I was grieving what was. She’s never known it. We had such amazing times as kids, didn’t we? I was so blessed last night that we could put the petty things aside and I was encouraged by her texts. She tried to tell me I was jumping to conclusions and making mountains out of molehills. It’s ok, mom, just be patient and don’t upset. He’s not even close. Then the final decision: We didn’t win. She was amazingly astute in her observations and thoughts and in her comfort. We may butt heads, but politically, she gained some insight growing up with me as her mom and she was a comfort. “We still have God, mom.”

Laurie was also quite strong. She is a tenacious fighter, smart, capable, and eloquent. Her last remark was, “I still have my God, nothing can change that. Lord knows we'll need him now more than ever.” Right now she is in the middle of her nursing clinicals and her husband, after being betrayed by a superior at work, is now looking for a job, and we are waiting to see if how the interview went and if the job comes through.

And then, Alison. As I the tears fell down my face, as I grieved what appeared to be further destruction of our beloved United States, Alison brought her teddy bear to me, wrapped his fuzzy arms around my neck and said, “Mom, Butterscotch thinks you need a hug. Don’t cry. We still have Jesus. We can’t make everyone see the truth. Eventually, they will have to see it.”

More wisdom in the words of these three than I’ve heard from most adults in a long time. They all acknowledged that the White House will once again house someone we don’t care for, but God can never be taken from us.

This morning I woke up and that’s when He started working on me.

“Lori, do not despair. Didn’t I tell you I will never leave you nor forsake you? Don’t you remember Job? What did I tell him? Where were you when I laid the foundations for the heavens and the earth? So, if I’m going to tell him that thousands of years ago, then I will tell you, I have not moved, left, budged an inch. LAST NIGHT is what happens when you put your faith in a MAN and not in ME. This country chased me out a long time ago. I still am in the hearts and lives of those that took the gift of salvation, but that doesn’t mean there won’t be trying times. I raise up kings and take down kingdoms, remember?”

We had indeed put all our hope and faith on a man, or men, or a party, or a label (liberal, conservative, Democrat, Republican, Independent, Libertarian) and completely ignored who our hope and faith should have gone to: God.

Strange, but I don’t feel as strong a sense of defeat today. Should the Lord tarry, we have four years to get through and our mettle and resolve will be tested like no other time. We are truly going to have to be the salt and the light. Now our choice is to curl up in the fetal position and feel sorry for ourselves, or grab hold of our Bibles and start letting the world SEE how WE lead. There is a party affiliation heading the country. We need to be the God affiliation heading our side. And make no mistake, there are still sides. I am of the opinion now that the former titles I listed above are gone. This election took us to new territory: Socialism. You can pretty it up all you want but that’s what it is. Socialism.

At some point over the last couple of decades we have watched our fellow Americans go from having a dream and a desire to work hard and achieve, to standing in line for a handout with little or no guilt. Do you remember the last election, the group of black women jumping up and down and the journalist asked them what this meant, this new president they had. “Obama money! We gonna get us some Obama money!” This used to be a nation of such pride. You were ashamed if you had to accept a handout or a hand-up. We’re Americans. We don’t need to accept charity from anyone. A sense of pride and ownership came with that paycheck we deposited. Now, you’re considered greedy or undeserving if you have a good job, are pursuing a good job, or in need of a good job. The ambitious or enterprising are the targets of snotty comments and snarky remarks. The laziness that has taken us over is shameful. I choose not to participate in that. In fact, I am challenging every single person that reads this to start a business. There are plenty that you can start and if you need help, well maybe we can all put heads together and help one another out. WE do not have to fall in lockstep with what resides in DC. We are fighters. We are Americans. We cling to our guns and our Bibles. Most of us, anyway. Get your Bible out and start reading it to your family at night. Pray together. Do not let the divisive attitudes of those in power divide your family. One of the first rules of communism is to destroy the family. You go the opposite direction. Gather your family close to you and resolve to stick together. They can only do to you and your family what you ALLOW

There are dark days coming, but remember who our King is. God. The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob. The God that created the universe and gave us His Son. He has not left us or forsaken us. Rather, many have left or forsaken Him. Find Him. Once you do find Him, get down on your knees and start talking to Him. He really wants to hear from you. I promise.