Grief and Trump
The sad part was that we couldn't get out of it. There was absolutely no comfort - no resolution. I drove home in pitch blackness not even noticing our miracle November weather. Blessing all around me -- and all I could hear was our host saying -- tears in his eyes. "I am grieving. I can't get over this. I cannot accept this."
This morning, I woke up to the same on radio.
How do I lay this to rest for myself? I am going to Toronto today -- what thought will comfort me and let me "let it go."
Let's me be clear. We all have reason to pause.
Frankly, I would not have expected Americans to have elected Trump. He has a past - like no other. Some of the things he has said - some of the things he has done are inexcusable.
But the campaign has ended - they elected him.
Where is the hope.
I have seen men change when the first child is put into their arms. I've seen men change after they have taken a vow of marriage. I've seen hardened criminals change at the end of life to become something very different. I have visited many prisons! Sometimes the change is for the worse, sometimes something quite beautiful happens.
We haven't yet seen what the oval office will do to Trump.
I would think it will change something in him.
We need to let that change happen -- pray that the right seed will grow - and then reassess.
Meanwhile, I ache for all those who are hurt and disappointed. I ache for our host..... I truly do. He was inconsolable. It has been the worst of times for everyone.
There is nothing so stable as change. - Bob Dylan