The rain is falling on Election Day. The leaves are letting go of their tree home. Thanksgiving is ahead. Hope is secure. We love drama. Drama captivates us often. We live in a Democracy. We must avail ourselves of the blessing of freedom and choice for ourselves and our neighbors.

Often, we believe that what works for us will work for everyone. I enjoy walking in the woods daily, while others prefer the inside of their homes. Some of us are extroverts, while I am an introvert. Many wore their faith on their sleeve. Others have a quiet faith that does not require trumpeting.

This morning, I walked through the rain and wind to vote. I was accompanied by diverse, friendly people. One lady had her baby covered from the elements. She smiled as I held the door open for her and her child. My neighbor greeted me warmly. Voting was a fun, peaceful experience devoid of hidden agendas. Each person at the Poll wants many of the same things: a happy world, peace, and a taste of prosperity. Shelter against the coming cold. Food when they are hungry. A comfortable bed to lay their head on.

Each of us is deserving of Grace. We have been recipients of it on many occasions. We have received a second chance. We sighed in relief when we were afforded the benefit of the doubt.

People bring me great pleasure. A smile brightens my day. My brilliance has not brought me success. The Grace of others has lightened my load. Understanding is a gift of the angels. To see through another’s eyes is a gift. Feeling the pain of loss hunger…marginalization…is a lifelong lesson.

We are one Human Family. Dividing us is an insult to our kin and to God.