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Just my opinion, Politics

Last night as my husband and I watched the acceptance speech given by now President-Elect Obama, we both kept looking at each other with confusion on our faces. We never said anything.  Nothing could be said.  This is what the nation decided.  As he spoke with emotion, energy, focus, and determination I found myself being swept into his brood, I got goose bumps and thought “this guy’s goood.”  Then they would flash a view of the crowd and I would instantly be snapped back into reality.  This is scary.  The people are wide-eyed, crying, screaming, jumping up and down, and I’m sure there were young girls that had to be carried out due to losing conscientiousness.  I didn’t like the feeling I got when I saw that.  This truly is a cult of personality.  People love him.  They adore him.  They are putting all their hopes and dreams into this man.  And sadly, they are worshiping him.

I can appreciate how African-American’s would have a level of pride unsurpassed before.  Only 100 years ago this would have been not only impossible but talk of it would be seen as laughable and punishable.  Here we are, so far beyond those times.  It is a proud day to be an American, no doubting that.  But, worshiping him?  I never saw that coming I guess.  Whites, blacks, homosexuals, heterosexuals, young (mostly) and old.  Believing this one man has all the power to make their worries go away.  Trusting that he will deliver them from a life of hardship, into a life of wine and roses.  And they are buying it hook, line and sinker.  There is even a blog called Obama Messiah where the writer looks into everything he does from the perspective that he is indeed the messiah we have all been longing for…..except for those of us who know the real Messiah walked on water, raised himself from the grave and gave the world undeserving grace – even for unspeakable acts as these.

I hope Obama will be the President he says he will be.  Listening to the people.  Being honest with the people.  Joining both sides of the aisle together to work as a bipartisan government.  I pray that he delivers all that he is saying.  I hope he is the man he says he is, not the man his past proves he has been.  His record as a Senator and in his personal life does not fare well in the eyes of a conservative, Christian, patriotic,  America-loving woman such as myself.  But, honestly, none of us know much about this silver-tongued young man as he really has not done anything.  Sure, he’s done more than say, ME but I’m not running for President of the Free World.  What people were banking on is, “This guy seem so Presidential and nice, and he is change.  He just has to do a good job.”

My prayer:

Dear God, you knew the outcome way before we did.  I pray that as a nation we come to You as our delieverer, our savior, our friend and our God.  Only You have the power to help us during struggles and we, collectively are in one.  The hopeless, Godless, and faithless are trying to fill a God-shaped hole in their heart with Obama and we all know a circle won’t fit where a square should be.  Help me personally to trust in you; to have faith that you are in charge so that I do not worry so much about what I cannot control.  In Jesus Christs name I pray (always). Amen


He will provide

I am blessed, Jim the Tolerable, Mr. Tolerable, My life, The job hunt

I’m not the most religious person in the world.  I’m a Christian, that is true, but I have a hard time spouting phrases like,

“What great fellowship we had.”

“That song really spoke to me.”

“I feel I’m being led by God to  ________.”

There are times, though, when I cannot ignore the “Old Man” as my hubby likes to call him.  My family is going through what should be total turmoil but I believe God will provide for us (another phrase I usually would not spout).  Today Mr. Tolerable called me and said his boss told him he did not have to work out his full 30 days he gave for notice he was leaving.  Honestly, we were hoping that would happen because it does not affect his pay and allows him to spend some time with the family before he starts a new job.  The HR department has assured him his commissions that are due to him for the next 3 months are his regardless.

On this same day, Mr. T also found a position that he is so excited about.  He has already submitted his resume  It is at a local horse racing track as an administrative manager.  I know it might sound like something not everyone would be excited about but for my husband it is a great opportunity.  There are MANY responsibilities such as hiring, firing, organizing, training and (his favorite part) making sure accommodations are made for the horsemen, owners and trainers.  He will get to meet (if he got the position) those that he reads about and looks up to.  It would be the “in” that he has been looking for.

I have a hard time believing this is all coincidence.  If I were to make a made up position that I wanted my husband for, I would have put almost the same things as what was on this position AND it’s at a horse racing track.  Divine intervention?

As I type this, Mr. Tolerable is packing up his belongings from his office to come home.  Saying goodbye to a job that he did well, very well.  One that only a year ago he enjoyed.  But after almost 7 years, going through ups and down.  The original company being bought by a bigger “better” company.  We can both finally say, “Good bye and GOOD RIDDANCE.”

Do you out there think God works that way?  That He creates opportunities for us?  Or, are we just reading into these events and since we like them we think they are from Him?  Have you ever had God show you a path to take and DID IT?  What was the outcome and do you regret anything you did?  Did you ever NOT do something that you now see probably was an opportunity opened up by God Himself?  Why did you not follow that path?  What happened afterward?  I guess I am just looking for someone out there to confirm to me that we are not completely insane!

Maybe I am just full of ignorant optimism and in a couple of months we will be living in my parents back yard in our camper eating Ramen noodles and beans.  Maybe then I could break out my plastic high heels and bracelets and head down to my local Wal-Mart and apply for a job.  Heck knows I’ll be there enough with my dirty, shoeless, shirtless kids buying my Camel Lights while my kids scream that they want a WWE Nascar toy.  Nothing against people who work or shop at Wal-Mart; I go there all the time.  That is why I know what the patrons look like.


  • Why I Write this Stuff

    My children called me Bobby when they were toddlers due to not being able to prounounce "Mommy." They are now 7 and 8 years old and I am Mommy. But my real name is Mandy. I just do this so I can keep in touch with the REAL me. Being a Bobby is a dream I thought I may never realize and I do not take it for granted. I homeschool (more specifically unschool) my two children and it's easy to lose yourself in the tasts of the day. I just want to make sure that after 19 or so years have passed,and my kids have moved out, I'm not stuck looking in the mirror and squinting in hopes of seeing Mandy again.