The recent election cycle seemed especially negative. I know historians can point to other elections where candidates were more vicious in their attacks and the press more negative in their coverage. But to me, it seems every time I heard anything about the election it involved candidates (or their surrogates) attacking each other and pointing out all the things wrong with our nation.
One candidate would spew about what was wrong from his or her perspective. Then the other candidate would spout about what was wrong from his or her perspective. And after all the speeches and advertisements and interviews were over, chances are what sticks in your mind is what was wrong from every point of view.
And you begin to wonder if anything is good. Is there anything positive about our country?
Yesterday I experienced a refreshing reminder of one the positives about my nation and my community. We checked into the doctor’s office for an appointment. The first person we encountered on entering the building was a white male who in doing a great job helping people find their way in the massive building was overcoming a “disability” with every step. The receptionist was a self-proclaimed “country girl” who had moved to the city several years ago. The worker taking vital signs was a beautifully dark-skinned immigrant from Africa. The resident who was working with the primary physician was a beautifully pale-skinned woman with Scandinavian roots.
As we left the building I couldn’t help but think about how wonderful it is to live in a country and in a community where such diversity exists. The politicians do a great job of pointing out all that is wrong. Those people I encountered at the doctor’s office did a great job of pointing out something that is right and good.
How beautiful it is to see people from diverse backgrounds cooperatively working together.