Good day! I usually meet you all on the weekend over a cup of coffee. However, if we were having a cup right now; I would tell you that yesterday, I jammed the tips of my fingers in a closing door. My pastor had to rush off to a wake service, after Sunday Mass. I volunteered to check our main doors, to make sure they were locked up tight. One set of doors did not seem right, so I pushed them open a bit. Still do not remember exactly what happened, but suddenly my left hand fingers were caught in the doors. There is no serious damage, a little bruising under one nail, and the fingertips are still a little sore. So it has been a little painful typing yesterday. Right now, I am using my thumbs on my mobile phone. Not quite sure this is an improvement.
Over a cup of coffee, I would tell that we had our first snow of the year! It was only a dusting, but I still had to brush our car off.
Over a cup of coffee, I would share with you my growing anxiety about this presidential transition. I have through a dozen presidential elections; and I do not remember it ever being like this. I have in the past reserved judgment until a new administration was up in running. But this transition, the opinions of people that they are bringing into government, quite frankly, scare me.
As I write this, I am watching a beautiful sunrise. I remember a quote from the writings of English mystic, Julian of Norwich: “All will be well, all will be well.” See you soon over a cup of coffee.
Over a cup of decaf (ugh!) coffee, I will let you know that I have some worries over this upcoming Election Day, and it’s aftermath. Donald Trump’s statement at a rally that he will accept the election results as legitimate, only if he wins; really concerns me. Now, he has tried to tone that statement down; saying he is only keeping possible legal challenges open; but his followers are already convinced the election process is rigged. And there is a very angry electorate out there, on both sides. And we have seen how easy it is for protests to get violent.
Our national elections, with its smooth transfer of power, has been an inspiration to the rest of the world. And many experts, Democratic and Republican, have spoken out about how hard it is to actually rig a national election. There is no central control, but each state has its own election organizers and governing boards. It is hoped that some of these facts filter through to the Trump followers.
This may be, on many fronts, the most challenging election the nation has faced, since the time of Lincoln. But what gives me hope; what keeps me on a more or less even keel, is this phrase from a psalm I remember: “Why are you downcast, my soul? Why groan within me? Trust in God, I will praise him still; my Savior and my God.” Whether things go well, or go bad, I trust that God will be with me: with all of us. And with his help, as one nation, we will see things through.
The cup is empty, I am ready for bed. See you all next week, over a cup of coffee.