When I was a little girl in Kansas, I remember going to the library with my dad. Along the way, he stopped at a big brick building. He told us that he would be right back. A few minutes later, he came out, but the strange thing to my little mind was that he took nothing into the building with him, and he came out with nothing. I was confused. “What did you do, Daddy?” I asked. He replied that he had just voted.
That is my earliest remembrance of voting and politics. As the years passed and I grew older, I dreamed of the day when I could vote. When we were in Ukraine, it was very important to my parents that they get their absentee ballots sent in time. I knew that in my family, voting was important.
I remember the values that I was taught about respecting the office of the president. As we traveled around the country telling others about our ministry in Ukraine, I heard countless jokes about the leaders of our country, and wondered if that was the way that God would have us treat those men in power. After all, we as a country had voted for them.
I was so proud the first time I was able to vote. In my mind I was making a difference in my community and my country. I was working at Taco Bell at the time, and I just happened to be closing the store that night. Into the wee hours, the other employees and I listened to the radio to hear the results. The general manager was incredibly disappointed by the results, but I was thrilled. The majority had agreed with me! My voice had been heard!
As my college years went by, I never missed an election. I still don’t. Some of the elections have gone the way I wanted, and some have not. But, although I have voted so many times, and I know that it carries a tremendous importance, I never really thought about why it is important until just recently.
You see, my big brother started a blog. He puts into words the things he has thought and pondered through the years. He puts into words the values my parents instilled in us. As I read his posts, I think, “Oh, that makes sense!” One of the things he said lately on his Facebook page was about the many people in Ohio who did not vote. He said, “Then I guess they forfeited their right to complain!” What talent he has as a writer. Rather than try to express my thoughts myself, I’ll refer you to his blog, Deliberating Dave, where you can read for yourself. Check it out and follow along!