Exultate Justi
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Congratulations to President-Elect Obama
Though I can't say that I'm happy with the result in terms of the policies that will likely flow from a left-wing Legislature welded to a left-wing President, it's a pretty terrific thing to see a black man win the Presidency.
President-elect Obama has been, and will be in my prayers. I ask that God would give him the wisdom that his office will demand of him. I ask that he be protected. I ask that he reward the support and faith of the many millions who voted for him tonight by becoming the post-racial, post-partisan President he set himself up to be.
I wish him well, because I want to believe the best about the man. I have never doubted the fundamental goodness of his intentions, or his heart. Because I love this country, I pray that President Obama is all that I've been told he could be. He will be my President, too, just as he said in his speech this evening.
I offer my sincere congratulations to his supporters, and can't help but smile at the many images flashing across my screen, and showing black men and women with tears streaming down their cheeks. I could not possibly imagine what this event means on a personal level to many of these folks, and I won't try. This is a legitimately important, historical moment, and I'm proud of my country tonight.
I'm also heartbroken. Again, on the issue of abortion, the election of Barack Obama merely ensures that this nation will continue on its 30 year-plus journey along the path of legalized slaughter of the unborn. I look at my children, and wonder how many like them - born to mothers who would have been ideal "customers" for the abortion industry - will never get a chance to take a first breath. How many prospective adoptive parents will lie awake at night trying to figure out how on earth to come up with the tens of thousands of dollars required to adopt, while so many on the pro-choice side drone disingenuously about "unwanted" children? How many like my little girl will find themselves in the midst of a truly obscene process wherein their own parents - those who should (in a just world) give of themselves to save their children - order their destruction? I find myself trembling in both rage and grief at this hideous thing. We will be brought to account one day. I'm not talking about some unhinged degenerate bombing some clinic somewhere. These animals need to be hunted down as surely as does anyone who murders another human being. I'm referring to the moral reckoning that must surely flow from our callous disregard for the most helpless and defenseless among us, and the sickeningly flippant way in which our culture has become immune to shame, redefined basic terms, and made innocuous-sounding the process of snuffing out a baby's life. We have embraced mass suicide as a species, and mass murder as a culture. We are, I fear, sinners in the hands of an angry God.
I have countless other fears, as well. From taxation, to my right to defend my own family, to the coming paradigm shift in US foreign policy, the prospects of an Obama Administration - especially when gifted with a Democrat House and Senate - are enough to give me nightmares.
There is a schism in my head, this evening. I sincerely celebrate President-elect Obama's achievement, but am repulsed by much of what his party espouses. I pray for the man. I also pray that I'm wrong about him.




