Friday, October 5, 2012
“When joy is elusive, we must actively seek it out. We must put ourselves with people and things that bring us delight,” Julia Cameron, Finding Water, page 131. I read this section while in a very bad mood. “Joy is elusive.” Really, I had a great day. I finally finished my paragraph outline for a book proposal, a friend volunteered to be interviewed for said book, and another friend offered to introduce me to three writer friends of hers. A very good day. Why the bad mood? My husband kept snapping at me and my son sported the “I know that mom” attitude. Oh, and did I mention the presidential debate and all the fallout?
Politics do not bring me joy. They drive me crazy. Yesterday afternoon I watched an hour of the debate. My nerves started stretching taunt. I went onto facebook and my nerves started snapping at the disparaging posts about both Mitt Romney and President Obama. (At first I just saw the ones against Romney. I am very sensitive to this for some reason. Looking at it logically, both sides were being bashed.) My patience snapped when the family started their negativity as well.
Where does this fit into the path to holiness? One comment I read talked something about how frightening Romney’s facial expressions were. Really? We are not to judge others by their looks but by their heart. During the debate, I saw two men who are standing by their ideals to make the United States a better place. Another post claimed Romney lied 38 times in 28 minutes. (This could have been a news article but please don’t get me started on the press.) Again all the negativity? If people actually stated the good ideas either candidate has for the next 4 years, I might start listening with an open heart instead of frustration.
I am not the most politically minded, but I didn’t hear Romney lie. Granted, the stats he spoke of, I don’t know if they are correct, but I don’t know that Obama’s are either. Instead, I listened to each man’s plans to bring to the table. Yes, I like what Romney said better, but that doesn’t mean I am going to trash talk Obama. He has been our Commander in Chief for almost 4 years. Romney served as a governor. Both men deserve our respect not our bashing.
In my state, we have two men running for the same political office. I can’t stand either of them. Why? All they do is throw punches at their opponent. Neither of them address the issues because they are too busy pointing fingers. I think I will vote for myself instead.
I am a conservative Republican. I still try to listen to the issues, but I almost always vote the party line. I didn’t vote for President Obama, but I still hoped and prayed for him when he entered office. As a Republican woman who paid her own way through college by joining the military and working three jobs, I didn’t have money. We lived paycheck to paycheck. Those were miserable days and solidified my belief in hard work. Unfortunately, I forget the days growing up poor. I have harsh thoughts about government assistance.
A couple of weeks ago, I listened to the video of Romney going off about the 47% who don’t pay taxes. I thought it spot on. My democratic friend was horrified at his attitude bringing up her days as a child. Wow, that was a blow to me. We grew up together. Our families received commodity cheese. How could I forget that in those 47% are struggling families, senior citizens, and the disabled? Granted, I do believe there are also the lazy slackers. I do know they exist because I am related to some of them who go off about how they shouldn’t have to pay taxes …. The system isn’t perfect. Neither are our politicians.
My political beliefs tend to be very harsh. I need my liberal Democratic friends to remind me to be softer. I don’t need them to be negative. People, we need to come together as United States citizens. Both sides need to work together bringing all the ideas to the table. We need to treat each other as Jesus would with respect, love, dignity, and forgiveness. We are the body of Christ. I see the Democrats as the right hand and the Republicans as the left hand. It takes both to build a strong product.
So, what brings me joy after a politically emotional day? Writing. I wrote most of this free hand last night to let off steam. I also traveled about ten miles to another community to join my sisters as we prepare for our retreat weekend. I find joy in them. I also enjoy scripture. We read from Colossians. The last verse brought tears to my eyes. “And whatever you do, in word or in deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.” Col 3:17. And yes, this also means on facebook.
Blessings to you all.