Voting always makes me emotional. I have taken the girls with me each time we have an election, and as I explain the process to them, the blessing of having this opportunity never fails to move me to tearing up. They just expect it now, and don't even notice.
The first time we voted together, 8 years ago, we were big fans of the Veggie Tale Queen Esther movie, so I correlated the presidency to being king. Well, 4 years later, they were older and somewhat wiser, as they used the terms king and president interchangeably. OK, clearly I had some explaining to do, but they now have a pretty firm grasp of living in a democracy versus a monarchy.
This year I told the girls I might vote while they were at school, to avoid the predicted long lines, but they would have none of that. They insisted I wait so they could accompany me. I'm so thrilled that at 9 and 11, they already grasp the privilege it is to have a say in who is elected to run our government.
We have had some interesting discussions about the presidential candidates, and they both seem to comprehend things that many America seems oblivious to. They see things very simply... is what the person says in line with God's Word, or not? If not, they aren't the right person to lead the greatest countryin the free world.
Oh that America would see things through the eyes of a child. A child whose eyes are fixed on God, not their bank account or personal desires.
God bless America. We will need His blessing more than ever if we elect a president who is not a friend of Israel.