But don’t let that fool you. A great darkness has come over the land.

I decided to wake up early to see if the sun would come up. It did. An obvious mercy of God. This verse greeted me “Let us acknowledge the Lord, let us press on to acknowledge him. As surely as the sun rises, he will appear; he will come to us like the winter rains...”  A few verses later we read about people who reject what is good, people who “set up kings without my consent; they choose princes without my approval.” Are we living in those days or what?

Consequently they “sow the wind and reap the whirlwind” and are swallowed up (meaning they lose their national identity and independence). The verse talks about the wild donkey wandering alone into the land of captivity. Donkeys are stubborn and without wisdom, as Democrats. I thought the word “wild” was important. The dictionary says it means – lacking restraint, unruly, characterized by the absence of moral restraint; dissolute or licentious. Yep, that’s the donkey.

There are fingers to point for the defeat of Initiated Measure 11 in South Dakota. Normally I’d advise against pointing fingers but this needs to be unpacked. If you need to vent or gloat, go ahead and use the comment box here – I’m listening. I’ll even post a poll to get you thinking but don’t be limited to the options I give you here. Voting for more than one is okay. Out-of-state votes are welcome, Chris Cassidy says so.

On a personal note… those of you close to me know that my brother is en route here because my mom is expected to go home to be with Jesus today or tomorrow. I got three sentences out of her in the past two days 1) “I don’t know what happened” -referring to her sudden turn for the worse. 2) “Get me a ballot!” (she did get to vote). Her last sentence, was “I’ll pull through.” Doctors have her on comfort-only measures and we couldn’t get her awake last night. My dad was killed on Nov. 4 six years ago. The timing is interesting but my mom couldn’t stand to even look at Obama so that she won’t have to hear his voice again is a mercy for sure. 55,543,427 Americans envy her in that regard. She had a lung transplant six years ago (a month after my dad was killed) and we’ve had a six-year extension on her life. Our home already feels odd without her. I’m one who connects dots and looks at stuff with prophetic eyes because God speaks through stuff like this – that my mother’s bones stopped making blood during this bloody battle for LIFE seems to mean something.

I will continue to fight, even as government intrusion reaches all-time highs.

Kristen has been stuck in Isaiah 26 for a couple of days – “…we could not deliver the nation… Go my people, enter your rooms and shut the doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until his wrath has passed by. See, the Lord is coming out of his dwelling to punish the people of the earth for their sins. The earth will disclose the blood shed upon her; she will conceal her slain no longer.”

Things to be thankful for… Roger Hunt won. California’s Proposition 8 (marriage) prevailed. Al Franken was defeated.