To the chagrin of many of my friends, I am pleased with how the election resulted. Not to say I'm a big fan of Trump, but I really don't think Hillary was best for the job for reasons that I could say, but would probably distract from my point in this post.
Honestly, when November 8 rolled around, I was just stressed and felt stretched thin. This was one of the most stressful elections I can remember, and by the end, I was just tired. Tired of waiting and hoping and preparing for a possible result that I didn't want. Tired of being concerned about an outcome I literally had no control over. But yesterday morning, I awoke relieved.
What a strange sensation. Relief. It felt amazing, after a year of worry. But next to Trump's presidential announcement, there were pictures of crying Clinton supporters. And although, I was still happy for Trump, I truly felt bad for the Clinton supporters, even though I don't agree with anything they believe. Defeat hurts, and I could see they hurt.
The long and the short of it is, God has it all under control, and I truly believe that even if Clinton had won. God has us, even when it seems that the whole world is crashing in on itself, and the sky looks like it's falling. The Jews probably thought the sky was falling when they spent all those years in slavery in Egypt, but God freed them. No matter how bleak it seems right now, God knows what is best. So if Clinton's presidency wasn't what was best, then God did what He always does.