I was walking into the kitchen when I heard a knock on the door. As I opened it, my stomach lurched at the expression on Trisha's face. Trisha was our neighbor/pseudo-roommate and she is one of the most laid-back, happy-go-lucky people I know. Yet, there she stood, weeping and devastated. 

As she walked into our college apartment, I offered a big hug and asked her what was wrong, as I braced myself for the certain and  horrible tragedy causing such an unnatural response from my dear friend.

Finally, in sobs nearly uncontrollable, she blurted out, "I am just so sad that Clinton won. Our country is going to hell in a hand basket!"

The year was 1992, and we were college seniors. It was the first time we could vote in a presidential election, and we all did so proudly, walking the one block over to the fire station near our apartment. Needless to say, we were a conservative bunch whose candidate was the loser that night.

Fast forward all these years, and we stand at the brink of another presidential election, with another Clinton on the ballot. I now have a son who misses his first chance to vote in a presidential election by only two months time. Once again, emotions are running high in a presidential election season unlike any I have ever seen.

And I have some words to share, as we all brace ourselves for next week, no matter which candidate you support.

Come Tuesday, people will vote with enthusiasm. Or disgust. And some won't vote at all.

Come Tuesday, the media will micro-analyze every facet of the day's events.

Come Tuesday, predictions will be made and declarations proclaimed.

Come Tuesday, the trajectory of our country will take a turn, one way or another.

Come Tuesday, we will collectively hold our breaths, wishing and wanting for a certain outcome and a hopeful future.

Come Tuesday, the divisions will be clear as we stand united in our earnest anticipation for our candidate to win.

Come Tuesday, some will feel as Trisha did all those years ago. Tears of great angst will be shed and stomachs will churn.

Come Tuesday, some will shout in victory and feel more hopeful than they have in months.

Come Tuesday, one side will win.

Come Tuesday, the others will concede defeat.

Come Tuesday, we will all lose in some ways because of how this election season has stolen hope and decency from us all.

And as certain as these things are true come Tuesday, other truths are more certain and more sure and more worthy of our time and attention.

Come Tuesday, God will still sit on his throne in sovereignty.

Come Tuesday, he can still be declared the One who is, who was, and who is to come.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the Alpha and Omega.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the First and the Last and the Living One.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One who was dead, yet never faced decay, and who is now the Living One.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One who holds the keys of death and Hades.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the King of Kings.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the Prince of Peace.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the God whose purposes prevail.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the Almighty God.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the Victorious One.

Come Tuesday, we will still be American citizens, but better yet, we can belong to a kingdom yet to come.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One who loved us to death and calls us to rest in his righteous right hand.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the only One worthy of our full devotion, absolute trust, and complete faith.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One who placed each star in the sky and knows each one by name.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One who commands the wind and the waves to be still.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One whose glory the heavens proclaim.

Come Tuesday, he will still be the One with a kingdom plan and an eternal time line. He will still be the One who promises to make all things new, including a new heaven and a new earth. He will still be the One who will right all that is wrong and who will wipe all tears forever and ever and ever.

Come Tuesday, while some things will change and our nation may experience shifts and rifts and division ...

... some things are unchangeable.