
Just because everybody played nice today – including Michelle, who was kind enough to stay home – I don’t think Nirvana has arrived. I think the Left left their fangs at home – makes for nicer photos – but they are locked and loaded and nothing is going to be easy or fast. When breaking new ground, one often finds sinkholes or quicksand and you know they’ve been working on their evil plans and are more than ready to start target practice.
As always, I think PRESIDENT TRUMP says entirely too much and gives too much away. I wish, at certain points along the way, someone would just put their hand over his mouth.
Maybe I’m afraid of that ‘other shoe’ – you know, the one you weren’t expecting to fall. As we mature, we tend to find that if it seems too good to be true, it probably isn’t it. It’s probably false. Perhaps the chance of being disappointed after the rush of emotion I felt when he took the Oath of Office is what’s bothering me.
I’ve predicted a reckoning and now I’m a little scared. Best laid plans of mice and men and all that.
I so sincerely hope and pray that God will, indeed, ‘lead, guide, and direct’ him in all he does and plans to do.
Right now I’m a little numb, I guess. But joy cometh in the morning. I’ll meet you there