It sure was a big news week. New polls were listed for the candidates. And depending on whom you are watching Trump is either doing fine or Trump is getting trounced in the polls. This naturally has led many news talk radio pundits to go into panic mode. The proclaim the media is out to get the Republican party and refuses to spend any time seriously talking about Clinton’s obvious issues, like her email scandal. Mean while, others are proclaiming that he had received an unfair media treatment because he still is essentially viewed as a TV star due to his long running series The Apprentice. As all of this goes on, we are treated to a constant barrage of if this person is elected president the world as we know it will end. To add to this hot mess, we have the Brexit news stories. England decides to pull out of the European Union. It is something that won’t happen in two years and yet it affected our stock market system. In England there are all ready experience some massive backlash. Hate crimes were even being reported this morning as England claimed that it’s primary purpose for withdrawing from the Union was to preserve their nationality.. From the looks of it, people honestly believe that without the European Union fully intact that the world might just come to an end.
To all of this I say breathe. Take a deep breath and breathe. Look, I get it, it looks like the sky is falling. It looks like the worst possible outcomes are just around the corner. But, I encourage you to remember this, the media only reports train wrecks. The report them because we watch them. Let us be honest, how many of us really pay attention when things are going according to plan. A train running on time phases no one. A train derails and every passerby stops and watches the chaos. The news media outlets know this. The put the worst possible spin on things to get us to watch. If panic happens, great, that means more and more people will be tuning in.
The sky isn’t falling. But, even if it were, should it really matter? No. Not really. I love living in America. I love the freedoms we have. On Monday I will be celebrating our nation’s independence. I will be grilling some type of meat, I will be taking my kids to a parade, I will be watching the fireworks here in town, just like I always do. But, my hope and happiness is not contingent upon some candidate in the White House, or the existence of the European Union or the United States for that matter. My hope is Jesus Christ. “God did this so that, by two unchangeable things in which it is impossible for God to lie, we who have fled to take hold of the hope set before us may be greatly encouraged. We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. It enters the inner sanctuary behind the curtain, where our forerunner, Jesus, has entered on our behalf. He has become a high priest forever, in the order of Melchizedek (Heb. 6:18-20).” This is the verse that has been posted as the wall paper on my blog since I first started this blog three years ago. Jesus is my hope. He is what gets me by. When the storm is brewing and all feels lost, I can trust my anchor to hold. I can trust my anchor to not fail. And I can trust that when the storm passes, my life will continue its journey just as it was before the storm.