October 21, 2024

Do you remember playing the game of tug of war when you were young?   It was just one of a wide array of games played in the backyards of the neighborhood where I grew up.  I can still feel the rope tearing through my tender young hands and the raw burning feeling left behind.  Both sides were giving it their all and each side was vying for victory, but we knew only one would win.  That’s how I feel lately about a lot of things happening on the one solitary earth we all share.

When growing up, I never knew the political affiliations of our neighbors. Someone here or there might hang a sign on the front lawn of a favorite candidate, but no one gave a thought of offending someone or of political retribution.  Now it seems like neighborhoods are deeply divided.  The signs by the side of the road tell us that story.  It’s a sad sort of tale that makes us wonder if things will ever return to the way things were … once upon a time.

November will come, and it will pass as surely as it has done for ages.  Some will feel the surge of victory and some will feel that sting of defeat.   What will remain is that everlasting struggle that has plagued man since biblical days and even before.  The one where the mind is asked to do what the soul feels is right.   And so, the question becomes what is the right thing?  It’s hard to discern sometimes because what feels right for one person might not be the best for another.  Perhaps the bigger question should be about what is best for our country and for the world we all share.  The pandemic was an awful thing to get through, but it did leave us with one important message … “We are all in this together.”  It was true then and even more so today.  Pray for our country.

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