It’s October and campaign season is at its height and the pressure of a schedule that is relentless is heavy upon my husband. I have a 2 ½ year old, as well as an infant that is 7 weeks today. It’s not uncommon for people to look at us like we are crazy for doing this at this point in our lives, or others who are concerned about us embarking on this journey…it’s understandable. It’s not an easy thing to do for anyone, least of all young families. It’s an insane time commitment and sacrifice. And honestly, I don’t really enjoy being in the public eye. So…why did I give my consent when we were in the decision-making process of deciding to run? Well, there were a few reasons.
I always kind of knew that my husband would serve the public in some way. Ever since I met him, his passion for the state and the country were evident…and for serving others. From the time we were first married, he has scoured the news and spent hours reading into issues and current events. He immediately became involved in the community that we have grown to love, and has said that this area has been the first place that has felt like “home” to him after moving a lot as he was growing up.
His heart for service and love for others, fueled by his love for God, has always driven him. After being in full-time ministry before moving to Missouri, I have watched him struggle with wanting to make his life count through serving others while balancing the reality of needs and responsibilities of daily life in a regular full-time job. He told me recently that he believed a chief purpose for his running/being in office was to love people in a unique way in this capacity. I believe God has led him to this point, and that is enough for me. Like all things in life, it is an act of faith for our family.
I know it’s sort of a cliché to say it, but he really is doing it in large part for our kids. Frankly, it’s deeply concerning to think about the state of our country when our children are old enough to be starting their families, having adventures, or wanting to start a business. And to this a lot of people cynically respond that there are too many problems, politics are too corrupt, and what can one person do anyway? I’ve thought these things myself. But, if we don’t have good, godly men in office doing the little good that they can…can you imagine the detrimental, cascading effect that would have?
I’ve watched my dad return from the capitol (a current state representative, he stays with us during session) late at night, exhausted, and weary from the fight. Other evenings I’ve seen him return with is eyes lit up with accomplishment as he tells me how he was able to intervene in the life of one of his constituents that day. This has happened countless times…and these little points of impact never make the news…ha, a lot of things that count don’t make the news.
So, it’s an act of faith. And sometimes I hate it. Sometimes I really want to bury my head in the sand, avoid the real issues facing our state, country, and world today and just live my life with my family, doing our own thing.
But that’s not where God has us right now. So, I said ‘yes’ because somebody has to. And that somebody happens to be my husband whom I believe in, who genuinely has a heart for people, his state, his country, and his God.
God bless you all,