I've come to the sad conclusion that I've done all I can to prevent him from taking office, all that's left now is to stand and pray. That reality hit me hard when I went in to Cash's room to tell him good-night. He was already asleep, thanks to Drew so I just leaned over his crib, placed a hand on his little chest and whispered a prayer. I do this every night, but tonight the magnitude of my prayers over him hit me. I'm responsible for him....physically and spiritually. I actually teared up while I was praying for him because I'm afraid of what "President Obama" means for our country, but most of all - what it means for my kids. Cash is going to grow up in a completely different kind of world than Drew and I knew as kids. At first glance, this terrifies me. But then there's peace. Because MY God is the same...yesterday, today, and forever. And the truths we will teach Cash will never change. Our biggest prayer for him is that he will be a man RUNNING after the heart of God; steadfast and sure of his faith, backing down for NO ONE. That's the cry of my own heart, to fight the good fight...sometimes literally.
Satan's tactics aren't new....they may be packaged differently, but there's nothing he's gonna pull that God hasn't seen before. "Greater is He who is in me, than he who is in the world."