Politics is the art of telling people what they want to hear. Truth is telling it like it was, is and eventually will become ... no hazing, hawing or beating around the bush.

No excuses. No bluffing. Just the plain un-airbrushed truth. Not a cardboard figure painted by the media. Not a makeover to sell the gig. Just me. Plain and simple.

My journey is an open book for all to read. I stand for right and justice every time. I don’t fear the false witnesses with their lie-weaving wagging tongues. They will spin their lies in tiny half-truths and spread them with gnawing sound bites, but truth seekers will always uncover the lie.

My Savior is my judge and I face Him every night and every morning. I know I must answer for my choices. My right hand knows what my left hand does. My heart and head are connected by a firm desire to serve my God.

My actions are in full-blown daylight. No dark-shadow rooms with sleazy deals and back-door promises. I surround myself with honest good-hearted people who will labor side by side with me to save liberty, freedom and the Constitution.

I am who I say I am, and I do what I say I will do. My voting record and my speeches are never at variance. Put me to the proof and you will find my integrity.

Oh, to find a candidate like that.

It seems we just finish one election cycle and here comes another. The primary election is well underway. Party members bashing each other and clamoring for the limelight. Campaign promises clogging the airwaves.

Making promises they may intend to keep but have no plan in place to do so. Full-blown lies woven into tidbits of truths and excuses for deplorable past behavior.

Don’t you just wish you could see into the heart of the politician? Don’t you just wish there was a way to tell who is telling the truth and who is fabricating a fantasy in order to further a hidden agenda?

I wish we had a Moses or a Joshua – maybe even a young David to fight our Goliaths. A Joseph who was sold into Egypt would be nice. He would know what to do in this economic time of uncertainty because he had a direct channel always tuned into God.

What about the fiery furnace guys, Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, who refused to kneel before the idols of the king even under strict command and pain of death? I would even be glad for a Daniel who trusted God even in the den of ferocious lions. These young men were certainly not politically correct-conscious. Their allegiance was paid to God and none else.

Where is our modern George Washington, who refused to be king? He chose to be president, which was a title without much grandeur of significance in his time.

Where is our Lincoln, who led us through one of the darkest times in our nation’s history? He said, “Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.”

It is obvious that Lincoln was not a man to say one thing and do another. Lincoln also said, “Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man’s character, give him power.”

We certainly have proved that statement to be true in the last couple of decades. Politicians stand up and swear one thing, and then we see them saying and doing the exact opposite on another occasion.

I wonder sometimes if politicians think they are living in a one-dimensional box, where others can only see what they want them to see, or they think their audiences are amnesiacs who can’t remember from one sound bite to the next.

Of course, from the way some people vote, I wonder if those politicians don’t have their audiences figured right. They know we are not listening to the sound bites at all.

We are on our devices playing fantasy football, engaging in our favorite game, watching the latest movie or just plain texting our days away.

They think we are too busy to pay attention to sound bites and little lies that change the Constitution incrementally, locking one more link in the chain around the neck of our freedom. Politicians gamble that we are so far gone we don’t care what happens to our country. Maybe they are right.

God forbid.

I believe the American people are a slumbering dragon about to wake up. One sleepy green eye is focusing on the treasure of freedom that is being stolen by the moral pygmies in our government.

The dragon’s hot breath is mounting inside, making ready for explosions of righteous indignation that will make The Hobbit’s battle look like child’s play.

I trust that somewhere there is a Moses who will, through the power and grace of God, bring down the plagues of Egypt, and with his staff part the Red Sea and allow the righteous to walk through the river of adversity on dry ground. Of course, the righteous must put God first and give homage to Christ who is the King and Savior of this land.

I believe that God will raise up a Joseph of Egypt to teach the followers of Christ to prosper in these uncertain economic times. He will teach us to put away our toys and focus on things that really matter: God, family, food, shelter and caring for the poor among us.

He will teach us to forgive and bring together our broken and blind. He will motivate us to put on color blinders to see all people as children of God. He will help us see that there is power and protection in serving the God of this land.

There will be those who, like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, will honor God despite political winds and regulations. Those who honor God, God will honor. He promises that.

We have seen God fulfill his promise in the past, and we will see it in the future. The fiery furnace was not a fairy tale for children to enjoy. It was a miracle given to honor those who honored God. If it happened then, it can happen again.

In my day, I have seen God turn away fire from a town at the request of His servants. During the Chedeski and Rodeo fire, we heard story after story from those who stayed in my hometown, in the path of the raging forest fire. Each morning, the men in Heber would meet at the church and pray for the town and its people. These men would arm themselves with the power of God and then disperse to fight the fire. Miracles happened.

One Sunday, the wind was driving the fire down the canyon, breathlessly close to Heber. The smoke and flames rolled in closer and closer. The men prayed and miraculously, almost on cue, the wind changed direction, saving the town from devastation.

In other instances, the fire burned right up to the porches of dwellings and churches – and backed away. One prayerful woman recounted that even the debris burned around her house and under her big propane tank, leaving her home untouched. God honors those who honor Him.

We will see Daniels come out safe from the lion’s den. These men will be among us and will seem like ordinary people, but God will make them strong with His power. They will work miracles in His name. He will teach them to prosper.

Maybe we are the ones. Maybe we are the Moses, Josephs and Daniels of the future. Maybe we will lead people from the lions’ dens? Maybe we are the ones who will rise up and call down the powers of Heaven. God is no respecter of persons, but he favors those who follow Him and keep His commandments.

Perhaps we are the needles that will wake the slumbering dragon to save our freedoms from the politicians who have lost touch with the truth. We must pray and be discerning and vote for those leaders who will champion the truth and the Constitution – because God honors those who honor Him.

He will honor a president who leads in righteousness as He did Washington and Lincoln. God is the same yesterday and forever. Believe Him. PD

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