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It’s hard not to be in a bad mood, isn’t it?  With all of the ups and downs of this campaign, it’s way too easy for people like us (those who begin their day on Drudge and National Review) to let our emotions be too directly tied to the polls.

A confession:  that’s what I’ve done for the past few months.  I was up when Gov. Romney surged in Iowa.  I was magnanimous and kind to Gingrich/Perry/Santorum/Cain supporters, because I thought that an Iowa win meant we had it in the bag.  When it looked like these gentlemen were not actual players, I was able to smile and nod understandingly.  After all, I remember what it was like to support a candidate who wasn’t winning.  I supported Mitt in Tennessee during the last campaign, which was kind of like being a Fred Thompson fan in Utah. No, I’d never count my chickens before they hatched, but I felt that winning a “heartland state” so early was a big deal.

Then, New Hampshire was another shot in the arm, wasn’t it?

But do you remember that one bleak day in January when it turns out that Rick Santorum was declared the Iowa victor? Then, we had a bad debate night, and my emotions plunged.

South Carolina was its own special kind of torment.  We even published a book and bought a full page ad which ran in The State to reach voters concerned with conservative politics and Biblical truth. I’ll never be able to vacation there again without thinking of how Newt surged to victory there through the support of evangelical voters, in spite of the fact that Newt’s a serial adulterer currently married to one of his mistresses.

Suddenly, I was less than kind to my Newt supporting friends.  I was testy.  I got into a heated discussion – or two or three or four – at church, at the barbershop, and even on an airplane.

Yes, I caused an argument on an airplane.  This is what happened. My flight landed in Nashville after a nice trip to Florida.  My seatmate had asked what my husband did for a living, and I responded that he was a free speech attorney. A lady who had walked by heard that snippet of our conversation.  When we landed, she passed me her card from about five aisles away.

LADY: I heard your husband’s a free speech attorney.  Will you give him my card?  I’m with Occupy Wall Street and we’re being told to get off some property and need legal help.

ME: You guys are diametrically opposed to everything we believe, so I don’t think I’ll be giving my husband your business card.

SOME RANDOM GUY:  Wow.  You certainly are rude.

ME: It’s not rude for me to disagree with her politics.

SOME OTHER RANDOM GUY: Yes, but you don’t believe in free speech!

ME: I believe in it so much that I’m using it right now to tell you that Occupy Wall Street is socialist and unAmerican.

A GUY IN A BUSINESS SUIT: Yeah!  We’re sick of you guys protesting us.  Why are you against making money?  We’re just business owners trying to put food on the table.

GUY BEHIND ME: You only believe in free speech if you agree with it.

ME: Now, it’s this lady’s Constitutional right to have MY husband represent her in court?

It went downhill from there.  But I’m not sure why, when given the chance to take the card and scoot on out of the airplane, that I didn’t take it.  Instead, I agitated.  I fought.  I refused to sit by and let her live comfortably in her anti-capitalist rhetoric.  By the time I left the plane, there were probably about eight groups of people yelling at each other down the entire length of the plane.

And that’s where I am, in the middle of all this chaos.  I think God is working on my heart throughout this election and He may be working on yours too.

Psalm 57:7 says, “My heart is fixed, O God, my heart is fixed: I will sing and give praise.”

What is it fixed on?  The ever changing polls?  The latest Gingrich smear?  The most recent Romneycare lie?  Even the future occupant of the Oval Office?

No.  My heart should be fixed on God.

It’s not.

But it should be.

I believe Rick Santorum will endorse Gov. Romney and travel around the nation with him to encourage Republicans to unite against President Obama.  I believe — after many more ups and downs — that Mitt Romney will be the next President of the United States.

I’m still going to fight.  But, I’m going to advocate for Gov. Romney knowing that God is in control of this election.  I must get my emotions away from the latest so-called “beauty contest” states, from the latest polls, and from the latest headlines, and try to focus on the unchanging, loving God.

We’re heading to CPAC tomorrow (is anyone else going?) to begin what could hopefully be a fun week with the family.  But I’m going to stop believing I’m in control of this election and start trying to trust God no matter how many ups and downs He takes us through.

Will you join me?

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94 Responses to A Confession about This Election

  1. Jeffrey Swanson says:

    Nancy, this is also my philosophy concerning this election. I will work to elect Mitt Romney, but it is ultimatly in the hands of te Lord. I refuse to let each headline control my thoughts or emotions. This will be a long fight. The good news is that if Rick won the nomination I could vote for him with a clear conscience. I would not vote for Newt under any circumstances. My belief in truth and the importance of e