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It’s Over, Sort Of

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Official photographic portrait of US President...

Official photographic portrait of US President Barack Obama (born 4 August 1961; assumed office 20 January 2009) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Here it is the day after one of the worst election campaigns that I have witnessed since I became old enough to actually pay attention to the television. Thankfully it is finally over and we have put our country in the hands of the President for a second term. There has been a lot of faith placed in him that he will continue to bring this country forward out of the quagmire we’ve been in for far to long.

He has a big job to do and I wouldn’t want to change places with him for anything in this world. It’s an extremely thankless position with nice perks and a place to live.  He is essentially the fall guy for both parties. As a Christian I have to place him and this country in the hands of God with prayer to back him up. That prayer is for him to do what needs to be done here at home and abroad.

I would encourage each Christian and other God-fearing faiths to pray. The biggest thing for me right now is Israel. I spent this past weekend at a conference that explained that Israel does not belong to the people but to God and he does not want his land divided.  Any country that goes against Israel and helps to divide the land will be judged by God. From my understanding both President Obama and Gov. Romney both want Israel divided in two for the cause of peace.

The other thing which was said about Israel is they will be in war with Iran in the first part of this next year. They were waiting to see the outcome of this election before deciding on a date. That’s another pressure put on the USA. The President said during the debates he had Israel’s back, which if this country wants to stay on the good side of God is a good thing. The problem is a lot of suffering is going to take place.

I know I don’t usually blog about politics or religion, but I felt I had to do this. Please pray for our country.

Shirley

Peaceful Guilt (A Short Story)

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I thought I would share a short story with you today. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.  Let me know what you think. Feedback is always helpful to a writer.

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Andrew Johnson walks to his car and places a box in the trunk. He gets in the car, starts the engine, and drives out of the parking lot. People are standing at the bottom of the ramp, huddled together in a group, talking.

As his car picks up speed, a smile crosses his lips. Are you proud of me father for finally completing a job?

Father chews on me about any and everything.He’s made my life miserable. Pulling up in front of the mansion, he puts the car in park and jumps out. It’s great having the garage man park the car. He lifts the trunk, takes out the box, carrying it to the front door. The butler, Wilson, opens the door.

“Good afternoon, Master Johnson.”

“Hello, Wilson. Where is my mother?”

“She has gone to a Women’s Club meeting. I believe she is giving a speech today.”

“Thank you, Wilson; I’ll be in my room.” Andrew bounds up the long stairway to the second floor landing. He walks around to the back stairs and takes those steps to his room on the third floor.

I’m feeling very pleased with myself right now. Life is changing for mother and myself. People ignore what they see because Anthony Johnson is an important man. Father puts out the persona around people that he has the perfect life. If only they knew. Maybe now they will get to know him now as mother and I do.

A knock sounds on the door. “Come in”, Andrew calls out.

A woman in her forties walks in. “Hi, mother, how did your speech go?” Andrew asks.

As his mother was walking towards his bed, he is thinking how beautiful she is. Her petite build, long blonde hair and clear blue eyes make her the envy of many women.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Margaret takes ahold of her son’s hand. “Andrew, we have to talk. Our lives are going to change.”

“Yep, they sure are. Isn’t it great? What’s on your mind, mother?”

“The police came to the Woman’s Club and brought me home. They told me your father was giving a speech in front of the bank and someone shot him.”

“Wouldn’t you expect the police to come and get you? You were the devoted wife.”

On the bedside table the radio plays softly. Andrew and his mother listen as a news report begins. “Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m sad to announce that our Governor, Anthony Johnson has been assassinated. At this time, the police will only say they have a lead. We’ll cut into your regular programing if there are further developments.”

A knock sounds on the door. “Come in”, Andrew says.

Wilson opens the door. “Excuse me, ma’am for the intrusion. There are men down stairs who identify themselves as FBI. They would like to speak to Master Andrew.”

“Do not open your mouth, Andrew,” his mother says.