Right now, so many emotions are rising up. First, a very deep, deep sadness. A sadness for this nation, a sadness for President Trump, but mostly a sadness for the future of our children and grandchildren. A sadness that something is lost or broken and not knowing how to fix it. A sadness that injustice has stolen our lives, our futures, and our votes. A sadness that our lives are about to change drastically and not knowing if we are ready to handle it.
Secondly, I feel anger…a righteous anger that the enemy has wreaked havoc on our lives and even with all the prayer it looks like in the natural that he has won…but God! Truth always prevails and I believe truth will come out.
Thirdly, a real sense of peace. A peace that definitely passes all human understanding. A peace that says, “my God never fails” and “what the enemy meant for evil, God always turns it for good.”
My husband and I attended the rally in DC on January 6th. We were so excited to be able to be “boots on the ground,” and pray for our nation. We woke up early Wednesday morning and headed out of our hotel at 7:00 a.m. It was really cold, but at the same time very exhilarating.
We walked to the Eclipse Center and watched as what looked like a million people arriving. Hope filled the air, excitement filled the air, and a deep sense of camaraderie filled the air. We were among like-minded people who wanted so much for our nation to heal and grow stronger. We knew we had someone who understood us and would fight for what we hold so dearly to our hearts – our love for God, our love for this country, and our love for our families. We laughed, sang, and even danced in anticipation of seeing and hearing someone that we know is strong and courageous. He is a man that seems to understand us and is willing to fight for us. He is someone we feel is anointed and appointed for such a time as this.
After several speakers, we heard our President encouraging us to peacefully and patriotically make our voices heard. To take a stand for righteousness and to keep fighting the injustice. We all walked together towards the Capitol, sometimes chanting rally phrases such as, “you work for us!”, “stop the steal,” and “fight for right.” We arrived at the Capitol and I was totally amazed at the shear volume of attendees. It was like a sea of people everywhere. These were people filled with hope that their voices would be heard, and that their presence would send a message to Congress that we are here, and we are strong, and we will not sit quietly by and allow the injustices to continue. Then something went horribly wrong…we heard flash bangs, we saw tear gas in the air, we watched as police officers stood in front of the Capitol. No one really understood what was going on…then the text messages started coming in from friends and family telling us what they were hearing and seeing on the news. It sounded so foreign as if it were all being made up. We were sitting on the edge of the pond in front of the Capitol…nothing was making sense. The people near me were happy, law-abiding, Jesus-loving people and what the news was describing was completely contrary to what I was experiencing. These aren’t thugs or criminals. These are moms, dads, grandmas, grandpas, and business people…all of them just as shocked as I was and in total disbelief.
We sat outside waiting to find out what was really happening until we were just too cold to sit any longer. We walked back to our hotel room, thawed out, and turned on the news. What we saw on TV was not anything like what we had experienced and watched from our little spot on the edge of the pond. What happened? What changed? Who did this? So many questions and so few answers.
Then the tragic news that a young lady had been shot by an officer and was taken to the hospital…but worse yet, the horrific news that she had passed away. My heart sank and sadness overwhelmed me. She was someone’s daughter and someone’s wife. Why was she shot? What happened? Once again, so many questions and so few answers.
The next morning as we packed and prepared to leave DC, we felt such a deep sense of loss. The sadness was overwhelming…the grieving had begun. As we went from train station to the air lines we met many amazing people and had the chance to voice our sadness and we drew encouragement and strength from each other as we all agreed that serious prayer is our only answer.
So, here I am sitting on a plane in mid-air trying to make sense out of it all. I feel somber. I feel sad. I feel tired, but I do not allow myself to be discouraged. We serve an amazing God that cares very deeply for us. He hears our prayers and answers us. My hope is not in man, my hope is in my God...who is my Savior, and my Redeemer.
My heart breaks for those who lost their lives and those who were injured. I can’t stop thinking about the young woman who made a bad decision and was at the wrong place at the wrong time. I don’t know those who stormed the Capitol. I don’t even know why. Over zealous? Maybe. Just wanting their voices heard? Maybe. Organized and planned by evil people? Most likely. I may never receive clear or accurate answers to all my questions, but faith is walking with God even when life doesn’t make sense.
We live in a time that our voices are being censored. Our beliefs are being attacked. The media is shutting out truth and scripting narratives that are not accurate. Justice is in danger. Our freedoms are being eroded and taken away and we are sitting back quietly being ever so kind and polite while the enemy is trying to sweep the land and rid our nation of God. Pastors are being silenced and houses of worship are being shut down. It is time to stand up and let our voices be heard loud and clear! We are in a battle for the very soul of our nation. Courage and strength are much needed…not violence, but courage to stand up and do the right thing.
I pray you will continue fighting for righteousness. Be wise as serpents but gentle as doves. Don’t allow yourself to be deceived. Take off the blinders, research the truth. Know what you believe and why you believe it.
The reality of the battle is very sobering!
I know this post is a little longer than most. The seriousness of this event could not be condensed. Please know that you are loved and that we are cheering you on. Blessings on you and your loved ones!