So Mike Huckabee has been taking off in the polls lately, seemingly out of nowhere. I still don’t know a tremendous amount about this candidate, but so far, I like what I hear. I am much less scared of him than I am some of the other front-runners, let’s just say that much. Let me also qualify that it is not my intention to endorse him here. You know, ‘cuz… with my huge reader base and all, I’d better be pretty impartial. Okay. So it probably doesn’t matter. But I want to state right off the bat that my intention is not to say who to vote for. I just want to say that I think this post will be relevant to you no matter who you like the looks of at the moment. I think it’s terribly relevant to this election.
The reason I am inspired to write yet another political post (gasp… I know), is because of some headlines I’ve been seeing lately. Windows Vista comes with a sidebar that runs different news headlines, which is actually pretty helpful for me. (By the way, yes, I did just say “Vista”… all you Mac or XP fans can keep your comments to yourself. ;)) I’m generally really bad at keeping up with the news, and this way I at least can see if something important is going on.
ANYWAY, I’ve been seeing articles lately of influential Republicans commenting on Mike Huckabee. He’s starting to actually dominate in some states. The word from these folks? “Whatever you do, don’t nominate him!” One person predicted that he would “implode”. The other one insisted that the Democratic party would pretty much eat him for lunch. So the basic gist of the situation is this: A lot of Republican voters are loving what Huckabee stands for. Bigwigs in the Republican party are saying that that doesn’t matter, because he might lose the election to a Democrat.
I can understand how this would be a bit of a professional conundrum. After all, you want to nominate someone who will actually win. But if the person you nominate is so far from his party’s value system that a large percentage of the people don’t want to vote for him, that’s a problem. And from a Christian perspective, if the candidate compromises on key moral issues, then that’s a big problem.
I want to share a dream I had a little over two years ago. It seemed really random at the time, but it’s feeling more and more relevant to me now than ever. I feel like I want to share it with you all for what it may be worth to you.
Note: There are a couple “mini-dreams” on either side of this that I don’t think you guys need to read… if they lend context to the main dream, I’m not seeing how. So for the sake of space and clarity, I’m only posting the main part — what you’re about to read is an edited version of my dream journal.
This dream was pretty short and began abruptly, but I knew a lot of context going into it. I found myself in a small town that looked to be in the frontier/Old West kind of era. I knew that there had been some political unrest in the town. There was a city council of some sort, and one of the men on it was a pastor. He had been fighting to keep godly laws in place and to keep the town walking in righteousness.
There was another man on the council who was—uh—not a pastor. I never saw him (or the pastor for that matter), but I knew that this guy was very powerful in the town, someone who had little to no official authority, but was the city founder’s great-great-grandson or something like that. I knew he had a crooked agenda, a rotten attitude, and enough gumption to be throwing his weight around and taking things over. He was the kind of man that few people liked but nobody could stop.
I also knew that the council—these two men, in particular—had been battling over a number of issues lately. I know that the pastor had won on some issues and that the bad guy had won on some. I saw that, in the town, there was some sort of money-handling establishment (I briefly saw inside of it), and that it was very, very shady. I’m not sure if it was a gambling hall or a lending company or what; all I knew is that a lot of cash went through there, and it was corrupt. I knew that this establishment was one of the issues the council had debated over. All of the political battles had been revolving around that sort of thing—gambling halls and the like.
This is where I actually entered the dream. I was walking towards the general store, which was also the meeting place for the town. I was in a group of people (probably about a dozen or so), and I knew that among them was “the bad guy”. He was pushing for the council to pass a measure that would allow a saloon to be built in the city. Of course, the pastor was dead set against that, and had been very vocal about it. In this group of people were also a number of women who were very loose—I didn’t get the feeling that they were prostitutes, per se, but they were the kind of women who would really like the idea of a saloon in town (remembering that this is an Old West setting and that proper women just didn’t do such things back then).
The reason this meeting had been called was to discuss what to do with the pastor. The bad man had had quite enough of this pastor’s “interference” with his agenda, and was motioning to kick him out of office. I knew that, in the course of the meeting, the decision would be voted upon like this: whoever wanted the pastor to stay on the council would stand up, and whoever wanted him to be kicked off would sit down.
I was feeling pretty upset, knowing that the pastor was going to lose his position, and there was nothing I could do about it. I was planning on sitting down during the vote, doing nothing, because it was really a hopeless situation. But then it struck me what I was about to do, and I was immediately and thoroughly convicted. This pastor was the only man on the council who was fighting for righteousness in the city. He was consistently taking a biblical stand on the issues of the day. He was the only godly influence in that political body—and I knew that I could not have his downfall on my head. I did not dare to have any part in lending my assent to his removal from office.
I knew then that I had to stand during the vote. I also knew that I would be the only one—literally, the only person—in the whole town who would stand for him. I knew that it would be a huge scandal; I would lose any sort of reputation I had as a nice, good citizen; I would be on the black list of whoever was behind this attack on the pastor. But I had to do it. I was going to stand for righteousness.
That’s where the dream ended for me. I hope it’s edifying/encouraging to some of you out there. Stand for righteousness. Pray for righteousness. We need a serious breakthrough in these elections.