The Sunday before Election Day (and after Sandy) I went to church. I hadn’t been to church in a long time, probably about a year. I think seeing the devastation Sandy brought to so many families inspired me to go and sit in God’s house to give thanks for all the good in my life, for my loved one’s health and safety, and to pray for those who had died, those who had survived, those who had lost everything, and for the people helping in the recovery efforts. Others might have had the same feeling; the Church was full.
