The Sad Part

My heart aches for him. Barack Obama. I know he just got elected President and Democrats swept into Congress, blah, blah, blah.

His beloved grandmother died a day too soon.

She raised him in a time when it was not easy to face the world with a grandson who was racially mixed. She took in this child of her own unwed teenage daughter and nurtured him to make of him a good man. Here he is in his moment of triumph and his steady support for the whole of his life died one day before his great triumph.

I do not agree with Barack Obama the politician, but my heart aches for Barack Obama the man. I don’t know how he made his acceptance speech yesterday without tearing up over his loss.

Today I am praying for the soul of his grandmother, Madelyn Dunham.

Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her and give her peace. May the souls of the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.