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#ThankfulActs: Thank a Member of an Opposing Party

We did it.  We survived another election year.  I'm writing this post in advance, so I don't know the result of the election, but unless something very strange happened, we know who the next President of the United States will be.  

What an ugly election year this has been!  Politics have put wedges between Facebook friends, and the general feeling has been one of yuck.  I don't think we were quite at Civil War discord, but it was still pretty bad. 

Today's challenge is to remember that we are all more alike than different, and to reach out and thank someone who holds different political beliefs than you.  We demand reaching across the aisle from our politicians; we should be able to do the same.  

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Thanks for the freedom to differ and still be friends. 

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  1. I'm thinking this is the "something strange" you alluded to... ;)
    I'm glad I was teaching today and didn't have to see or hear any of the things going around about the results from either side. The whole process was pretty miserable. Horribleness and disrespect and nastiness flowed in both directions. I'm glad it's over. And now I can pray more specifically. :)

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    1. Well, I can see how you could interpret my statement that way, and I actually believed the result would be different, but what I meant was, unless neither happened to get 270 electoral votes, we would know who the president would be.

      Specific prayers are always good.

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  2. I'm so glad things see to be on a more even keel today.

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    1. U of W Law School actually canceled classes and provided groups and counseling!

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  3. You are always wise.

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  4. We thought we knew who it would be... It is still very ugly. It is really hard not to be terrified, especially for many of the children at Amara's old school.

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    1. I believe that families will still have the biggest impact on children, and that as we continue to have our homes be refuges from the outside world, we can do much to inoculate our children from the ugliness of society. Those closest to us have much more influence on us than political leaders.

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