Yesterday, I voted. I have a political party. And like you, I did my best to capture my convictions, values, and beliefs about the future of this country on a ballot with little black scribbles. With my close friends, I talked about who I voted for and why I voted for them.
Last night, I watched the electoral votes roll in and it was clear who the winner was. Immediately, I began to scroll through my Facebook wall and twitter news feed to see what people were saying.
Across the board everyone was excited, furious, funny, and sad.
I thought about what I wanted to add to the conversation. I was trying so hard to think of something to say. Some kind of witty commentary that would rise above the chatter of Facebookland.
Maybe I could say something wise and spiritual.
Or something funny and snarky.
Or play the “It doesn’t really matter who wins” card.
Or talk about the impending doom or joyful bliss of the next 4 years.
Heck, even a joke about marijuana would have been great.
But I couldn’t. Despite my best efforts to join in public discourse, I felt permission to not have to say anything. Not only for your sake, but also for mine.
Yesterday, I voted because I care about my country.
Today, I am quiet because I care about my soul.
For the past several months, we rightfully felt free to be vocal about who are leaders are and what they should do. But today, we should feel free to silently examine the condition of our own hearts and ask God to continue his work of salvation.
The quiet words of the wise are more effective Than the ranting of a king of fools. – Ecclesiastes 9:17 (The Message)
Mean-spirited slander is heartless; quiet discretion accompanies good sense. – Proverbs 11:12 (The Message)