My Civic Duty

 by Macy Johnson

“For to us a child is born, to us a son is given,

and the government will be on his shoulders.”

(Isaiah 9:6 NIV)

 

The state of Georgia had a runoff election for a senator to represent its citizens in Washington, DC. On Thursday of early voting week I dutifully drove to our county’s polling site.

 

I was directed to a desk with a woman seated behind a computer screen. I handed her my driver’s license. She handed me a printout and asked me to verify the information and put my signature at the bottom. As I looked over my name, address, date, and time, it felt like a wave knocked me back a few feet. The time on the paper was 12:34.

 

Many months ago God woke me and turned me over to look at the clock nearby. The time was 12:34. I like numbers, so I took it as a nudge from the Holy Spirit. From that point on, every time I look at a clock and the time is 12:34, I thank God for reminding me that He is with me everywhere. It is my special appointment with Him.

 

That day I faced an election. I had asked God over and over if it really mattered whether I cast a vote. What could my measly ballot amount to? He reminded me that my mind’s choice was not critical, but my heart’s was. I trust Him to do His will even and especially in governmental elections. He is in charge, no matter who is in public office.

 

I believe that’s what God showed me as I signed the voting form. I have nothing to fear or worry about. He’s got this, so I can do my part.

 

I will trust God to do His will in seemingly impossible situations. I hope you will, too!