The mess of this presidential election season is planted firmly in the heart of every American. This season has birthed a nation divided. I have witnessed people turn on one another in the name of a candidate. I’ve seen others spit back and forth with hideous taunts and claims and unraveling hate. I’ve had friends stalked on social media outlets, attacked with relentless threats because of who they are supporting. It’s a maddening mess.

One nation

Under God

Indivisible

With liberty

And justice

For all.

The anticipation for what’s to come is much like ripping off a large bandage- afraid to look at the oozing infected deep wound underneath. The blood seeps through with signs that there is simply no hope for healing. No matter how you look at it- it’s going to be a painful outcome. Possibly horrific. Toxic at best.

No matter the outcome of the election, really.

I have spent the past several months trying to pick my jaw up off the ground, as things have unfolded in the presidential political landscape, while watching with utter amazement as the ugly side of humanity continues to erupt with poisonous vapors filling the very air we all breathe.

I have been terrified. It’s been shocking, tragic, and well… hopeless.

It’s almost impossible to fathom what will come of this. It’s dire. It seems there’s no way out of this speeding train to nowhere good.

We await the collision, with an intensity that grips us so tight that no one feels in control. Our nation, our world- is spiraling out of control.

It sure feels that way, doesn’t it?

Everywhere you look, there’s war raging, battles brewing, evil spreading, tension rising- the pot is simmering and ready to boil over into what we do not know.

Too much. It’s all just too much.

And I fight my fears with the only thing I know to be true.

I wrestle my hopelessness to the ground of faith in an all knowing, all seeing, all powerful, mighty God.

Revelation 1:8 (NIV)

“I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, “who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.”

And I claim it. I must.

God’s got this.

He knew this day.

He knows tomorrow.

And yes, this mayhem is under His control.

“He’s got the whole world in His hands,
He’s got the whole world in His hands,
He’s got the whole world in His hands,
He’s got the whole world in His hands.”

He is sovereign over ALL.

His might is stronger than an elected official, a government, a nation, a terrorist group, a bubbling earth ready to explode.

He is the creator of heaven and earth and all living creation.

He reigns.

Psalm 103:19 (NIV)

19 The Lord has established his throne in heaven,
and his kingdom rules over all.

That is Power we do not hold in our own reckless hands. We may believe we have it, but this world is in the constant control of the All Mighty.

His plan cannot be thwarted.

It is in place.

We’ve witnessed the atrocities of His children at their worst. The terrifying view stretches far and wide, beyond our borders and across the seas…

Darkness. Evil. Hatred.

Lies. Deception. Corruption.

We are brothers and sisters.

Aren’t we?

God loves every single one of us…

With UNFAILING LOVE.

Psalm 100:5 (NIV)

For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.

“He’s got my brothers and my sisters in His hands,
He’s got my brothers and my sisters in His hands,
He’s got my brothers and my sisters in His hands,
He’s got the whole world in His hands.”

What will the future hold?

No one knows…

Only God.

And in my quiet moments, I cling to His Promise- I grab hold of His Truth-

I trust in His Greatness, His Glory, His Power.

 

Psalm 89:11 (NIV)

11 The heavens are yours, and yours also the earth;
you founded the world and all that is in it.

“He’s got the sun and the rain in His hands,
He’s got the moon and the stars in His hands,
He’s got the wind and the clouds in His hands,
He’s got the whole world in His hands.”


And in the midst of this battle, this war, these ruins…

We are in the palm of His Hallowed Hands.

God reigns.

God rules.

God wins.

We are not alone.

He knows the outcome.

He knew this day.

He knows the next.

His plan is in place.

Proverbs 19:21 (ESV)

21 Many are the plans in the mind of a man,
but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.

“He’s got everybody here in His hands,
He’s got everybody there in His hands,
He’s got everybody everywhere in His hands,
He’s got the whole world in His hands.”

His Kingdom Come

Thy Will Be Done

On Earth

As it is…

In Heaven.

 Originally posted on The Mom Cafe

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Christine Carter writes at TheMomCafe.com, where she hopes to encourage mothers everywhere through her humor, inspiration, and faith. Her work is published on several various online publications and she is the author of "Help and Hope While You're Healing: A woman's guide toward wellness while recovering from injury, surgery, or illness." and “Follow Jesus: A Christian Teen’s Guide to Navigating the Online World.” Both books sold on Amazon.

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