Text: Daniel 7
In three days, we will finally experience blessed relief from the unending phone calls, mailings, and advertisements telling us about how dire the other candidate would be and how idyllic this candidate will be if elected. The polls will be closed, the tallies counted, and the country will take a collective sigh as we weigh what the results will mean until the next cycle starts. Hopefully that will wait at least until everyone is inaugurated first!
Time will march on. Those elected will serve, for better or for worse. And another election will come. In the meantime, there will be successes and failures. There will be triumphs and catastrophes. There will be wars and rumors of war. There will be steps of progress toward peace and heartbreaking slides backwards. Money will be made, money will be spent well, and money will be wasted. Jobs will be created, and others will be lost. Things and property will be manufactured, bought and sold. Taxes of some variety will be paid in some amount. Babies will be born, and friends, relatives, and loved ones will be buried.