Love, thy will be done

A poem by Martika made into a song by Prince.

My anxiety and heartbreak over the mess that is today’s national elections is something I should manage by ignoring news altogether.

But the mess today (“dysfunctional” voting machines, manual counting, etc) opens doors for Marcos and Duterte to cheat. A lot of people have reported—nationwide—of the same things. Reports of vote-buying by their camp are also rampant.

Video of vote-buying in Iloilo posted on FB by a concerned netizen

I’m letting go of this anxiety and let God’s will be done.

Love thy will be done.

I cannot control such things happening right now. It is causing me so much sleepless nights the past few days. My country has given me so much heartbreak and is pushing me to seek my fortune elsewhere. But then my love for it is pulling me to stay. Who will be left to love and defend it?

Love thy will be done.

It’s no longer in my hands. It’s His now.