- Alexis de Tocqueville
Mae woke up last night at 3 am screaming in terror and, even awake, continued to scream and scream at the top of her lungs, even as I held her close and kissed her little forehead over and over again.
After the election results last night, I couldn't help but kind of feel the same way. I say "kind of" because I'm used to being disappointed in political election results, especially at the national level, and while I do feel like this election was more important than many of the others we have seen, you can only have your hope crushed so many times before it doesn't quite rebound in the same way. Sure I still find myself hoping... I went to bed praying that Romney wouldn't concede, what with a 200,000 person lead at that point, although the electoral college already looked like a hopeless loss (and yes, I understand how it works... I understand that we're a republic and not a democracy, my $100,000+ political science degree is not a complete and utter waist...).
I was hopeful that I wouldn't be raising daughters in a country with a president whose election runs crude campaign ads and tells women to vote with their lady parts. I was hoping for a president that didn't act as if he believed that the exercise of one's religious liberty was something that desperately needed to be scrapped off of the first amendment, like gum off the bottom of his shoe. And most of all, I hoped that we would have a president that hadn't repeatedly promoted the slaughter of the unborn up to birth, and including making sure that any little life that was born alive could be squashed so that the mother wouldn't be "burdened" in any way with her "mistake."
Four more years. The idea of where we will be frightens me, even with the checks and balances. Supreme court appointments are incredibly important. We've already seen what he can do with his executive powers. We've seen where four years takes us when he's worried about being reelected.
In my most pessimistic moments I feel like our nation voted for the future that we deserve and we will reap what we've sown now. And in life sometimes the most frightening outcomes are when we get exactly what we deserve (although sadly I don't think the unborn are getting what they deserve at all... just us voting age Americans who've remained silent, or voted for a few more free handouts because we don't think Romney would have been quite so quick redistributing wealth...).
If the majority of Americans feel like the last four years were a disappointment I can't imagine what they think that the next four are going to be like.
As a Catholic I can't help feel that the idea is especially frightening. As a small business owner trying to make ends meet I feel a bit hopeless.
Now to head to the hospital to have this baby. I can't help but think that today won't be nearly as painful as yesterday... and that even this hopefully painkiller free birth won't be as painful as what we'll be facing in the next four years on a day to day basis.
Sadly Alexis de Tocqueville's words seem especially fitting this morning...
Let us pray and pray and pray... that we may have the courage and strength to stand up for what is right and to face the persecutions that are to come...