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When I was five, I was at the park with my friend Cole and his mom. After playing happily for several minutes, I looked up and realized I couldn't find a familiar face. The park was huge. I started to panic and feared I would never find my friend or his mom and that I would never get back home. My parents had taught me that I could always pray to Heavenly Father and that He would hear and answer my prayers. I found a park bench, knelt down, and prayed for help.
I had hardly opened my eyes when the image of a yellow shirt burst into my mind. I gave it a moment's thought and realized, "That's RIGHT!" Cole's mom had been wearing a yellow shirt. I glanced over the whole park from where I stood and it didn't take me long to see a woman in a bright yellow shirt coming up over the hillside. I ran over, relieved, to join Cole's mom. I remember smiling thinking, she didn't even know I had been lost. But I had learned some very important things since I last saw her. I knew that God was real. I knew that He knew who I was, and that He had answered my prayer.
If I have learned one thing from reading the Old Testament, it is that things seem to work out for nations who choose to remember God, and those who don't are left to their own power.
I believe when we chose to remove God from our own lives or from our nation, it is to our own detriment.
I have said that a vote should not be based on religion. If I have the choice of placing a God-fearing individual of any faith in the White House, and the rest of him checks out, too, I'm going to take it. And I'm going to sleep better at night knowing that the issues of this country are being brought before an all-knowing God.
I am voting for Mitt Romney because he is a God-fearing man. He has openly discussed his faith in God on the campaign trail, in debates and interviews. Here's what he said when Oprah asked him if God would be part of his decision-making process as president:
I believe deeply in the value of prayer, and I pray regularly and
contemplate important issues. But I have to tell you a story about one
of the leaders of our church, and that was Brigham Young. It is said
that as he was leading the wagon train to the West, one of the wagons
that was going through the North Platte River got caught by a current,
and as it was beginning to be swept away, the person who was driving the
wagon got on his knees to start to pray, and Brigham Young rode out
into the river on his horse and grabbed the man by the back and said,
"This is no time for prayer." So we're a very hands-on,
get-the-job-done, take-personal-responsibility kind of people. But of
course, in the meditation of prayer, I hope to seek the kind of guidance
that comes from the Divine.
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