Morning After

It dawned clear and bright today, a marked difference from Monday and Tuesday's rain and drizzle. The skies had already cleared by the time I reached the polling place last evening, and a glorious sunset was underway, clouds purpled by the setting sun.

A tempting omen, but we're beyond omens, I think. Or at least I am. What I want is harmony, and yesterday's election will not produce it, at least not in the short term, though at least there will be a much-needed check and balance.

I do know that I've started praying for our country every night, along with the people I love. I should have been praying for it all along, I realize. But it didn't seem to need it like it needs it now.