This past week has been one of great decisions in the United States of America. Being across the ocean during this time does not change the amount that it affects me. If anything, it is increased. Though I am blessed to not have to be in America while the events of the week have been happening, I still have the opportunity to watch it. I get onto social media to check in with friends, and I am bombarded with posts about the political state in the nation that I call home. To be completely honest, I am disappointed in many of the reactions that I have seen. However, that is not the point of this post. The point is to explain what it is like to watch the presidential election from across the sea.

It is sort of like being in a bubble where you can’t quite be touched by the events. And yet, the bubble is not all that protective. People from across the sea can still reach in and drag you into the situations through conversation. Though you are able to decline these Internet conversations, you still feel involved, because this is the place that you call home. And while you live in the bubble of your Scotland adventures, you see how those across that great sea view the people of your nation.

Being in this foreign land during these difficult times of American politics has been both relaxing and distressing. I have found that I cannot escape the election, no matter how hard I try. The people with whom I am acquainted in Scotland continually ask about the election and my views on it. And yet, I am extremely thankful that I don’t have to be around the American people during this time. I can fill social media with pictures from my adventures, and I can enjoy the bubble of Scotland adventures for as long as I have left.

Despite my homesickness, I am glad for the opportunity that I have to escape the election in even a limited way. I am glad to be in Scotland with my studies in theological matters and the strengthening of my faith. I am glad to be here to witness the prayers of fellow brothers and sisters in Christ for another nation in desperate need of prayer. I am thankful that God has brought me to this wonderful land of history, and has shown me a vivid reminder that His Kingdom is not limited by oceans and national borders.

As the title of this post suggests, I am an American in Scotland, observing my nation from afar. However, as I bring this to a close, I would like to pose another thought. Perhaps I am not just an American in Scotland, but I am a citizen of the Kingdom of God traveling to have fellowship and community with fellow citizens of that same Kingdom. And when one puts it that way, any feelings of distress or international animosity that one could potentially feel melts away and brings a greater hope for the future of the world – for God has control over all that occurs, and His Sovereign plan cannot be halted, no matter how hard humanity tries.

Mary McCurdy