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Election Day


I'm going to vote today.  Yes, it is inconvenient; I have a hundred things to do today, and I can't go to the polls until after school when I am tired and it is crowded. I believe the right to vote is an honor and a privilege, and many people in the past have believed it so much that they were willing to shed their blood to make it happen.  As a Christian, it is my duty to vote, and I have no doubt we will be held accountable by God for how we use this duty.

 This campaign has been long and nasty, and I will be glad when it is over tonight.  Sometimes, both candidates for an office make me so angry with their mudslinging that I just have to pick the lesser of the two evils.  I may not be the smartest voter in the country, but I do okay, and I really resent people who don't even know me telling me how I should vote.  My mailbox is stuffed every day with campaign fliers, which go directly to the recycle bin. There has got to be a better way.

 Every election, I receive letters from people who attend the same church congregation that I do, wanting me to vote a certain way. Apparently, they use the church directory to get addresses to campaign, and that is wrong and offensive on so many levels. During the last election, I wrote the person back, letting them know how much the letter offended me.  He replied with an apology, and the explanation that some people didn't know the right way to vote, indicating that it would somehow be sin to vote for someone outside the congregation. It was a primary election with both candidates highly under qualified. I made it a point to vote for the opponent, and his relative lost by just a few votes. It is what it is. 

 Enough ranting!  At least, you got a lovely image of fall leaves and autumn sky and a reminder that the world is so beautiful, even when some of us are not.
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