The winner may have been declared but the real winner is still undetermined.
I had a revelation in regards to the election. I knew who the real enemy was and I knew that he was determined to make things look any way he needed them to look to cause the divide that would crush the nation.
In 2001, I watched as the enemy struck a blow that he thought would result in that crushing. People from all walks of life and all focuses of faith flocked together, and held together.
In 2008, I watched as the enemy slithered in with a little rhetoric – and a lot of emotions. The pot simmered for a minute but then settled down. People from all walks of life and all focuses of faith accepted the direction and continued on . . . a little more divided but still holding on to hope.
In 2009, I watched as the enemy found a stronghold in the form of unlimited news and opinions. The tweet heard round the world – the one about Flight 1549 ditching in the Hudson River in New York – gave unlimited power and unlimited voice to everyone. The stronghold grew and strengthened and forced a stronger divide in the people than ever before.
In 2015, I watched as the enemy took the stronghold and set out to not only crush the nation but do crush the hope and the possibility of the people.
In 2016, I watched as the darkness grew. I had been struggling for several weeks with a heaviness I couldn’t explain. Hope became shy and hard to hold on to. I didn’t want to do or to be or to focus.
It wasn’t about a candidate. It wasn’t about a policy or path. It was this new stronghold infecting every aspect of my life. Between the smart phones, the constant news noise, and the ability to speak without seeing others, people didn’t hold back.
It used to be that if I had something to say then I had to say it to your face. Most people held back the darkness, at least a little. The stronghold removed that barrier and the darkness flooded in.
I never saw such hateful words before and it hurt my heart and my head to see and hear. It began to crush my ability to hold on to hope no matter what was going on around me.
Yesterday, all of that changed. I woke up to the realization that the darkness was the issue and even a little Light can drive the darkness away. It began in my life in that moment and it continued to grow throughout my day. I turned away from the stronghold for almost the entire day and that Light continued to grow and strength and it warmed my heart.
The election results are still coming in, and the winner of the election has been declared – but there is still a decision to be made. Will hope return, or will the stronghold allow the darkness to have control?
The words I share with others will determine the power of hope. Today, and every day, if you can’t share words of hope and virtue then hold back your words until you get to that place. If we can give hope the throne again then everything else will begin to fall into line.
Ready for the REAL truth about this election?
I share what I uncovered HERE