Sarah Palin vs. Rainy Days and Mondays

25Apr/113

Sarah Palin vs. Rainy Days and Mondays

It's well nigh impossible to add anything to Peter Ingemi's (DaTechGuy) precise take on how Sarah Palin has consistently been proven right on matters of national importance, such as Obamacare and how the Fed's quantitative easing program would provide zero genuine relief for the economy. So I won't. Instead, I'll take a different tack.

A topic guaranteed to turn me into an instant rant machine is how people, desperately seeking attention and acclaim, will often treat others who are in no position to further their ambitions like so much snail trail. This stands in stark contrast to many who have achieved genuine success, not the illusion of same via celebrated status in the phonebooth kingdom that is the online community. For these individuals, a minute with another individual spent focusing solely on them is a natural part of their being. Bear in mind these are people with insane demands on their time. Yet they find the time to serve God by serving others not via words or even deeds from on high, this while often holding places of genuine power, but rather through genuine, personal action.

A story I didn't tell in the afterword to my book about the artists who created Christian alternative rock, telling in their own words the story of their lives then and now, took place in 1994. It was the last night of the Gospel Music Association convention in Nashville, meaning it was Dove Awards night (the Christian music industry's version of the Grammys).

Following the event, people scattered to different after parties. For whatever reason, I wound up in front of the restaurant where Word Records, at that time the Big Kahuna of labels, was having their self-congratulatory bash. I believe I had an invitation, being at the time kind of a big deal music journalist. However, going in was something I didn't see happening. The editor of the magazine I did the majority of my writing for had been fired the day earlier, and because of that, plus other reasons I did include in the book, I knew my tenure covering the music I so deeply loved was coming to an end. In short, I was one unhappy camper.

A group of assorted powers that be from the label walked by into the restaurant. Among them was Mark Lowry, a comedian who was at the time on the label. He looked over in my direction, told the rest of the group to go on ahead, and walked over to where I was standing.

We had never met before that moment. He told me one look at my face awakened the Spirit within him, letting him know something was wrong. I told him the entire story. He pulled out a notepad, wrote down my name, and said he would keep me in his prayers. Only then did he go rejoin his party, which had remained just outside the restaurant entrance.

That meant a great deal to me.

On this rainy Monday morning, with me facing the uncertain future mention in my previous post here, reading Peter's post reminded me of a far more recent moment. The circumstances were quite different from the one above, although it did involve the book. However, it was a moment of person-to-person contact. No, I'm not going into details.

Yes, it was with Sarah Palin.

Something most all Palin detractors, and not a few people who are ambivalent about her, rail against is what they perceive as a cultish adoration of her by her devotees, one where not even a whiff of criticism is tolerated. I can't and won't deny this element exists. However, it does not define all who hold her in high esteem. In fact, it is a very small portion of her supporters. The vast majority of us support Palin because, as Peter's post states, she is right on the major issues confronting our nation.

That said, there is a fortunate group among us who have an additional reason for belonging to the Palin posse.

We've learned firsthand she is a wonderful person.

As long as there's hope she will in the very near future be our President, there is hope indeed.

I'm not going to let this rainy day Monday get me down.