Where's Another Jimmy Carter

And just like that he'd passed. It's always those moments, you'd wondered how would it feel after someone you'd met once, yet held in high regard passes. Held in high regard not always for their leadership in office, yet their earnest drive to better humanity.

I'd hoped he'd been able to vote in the 2024 election. I prayed for him to have the ability to vote in the 2024 election. I prayed in earnest. His living weighed heavy on my mind. Yes, I understood how important his ability to vote was important to not only himself but somehow to the country. It was his final public statement. And it mattered.

In 2015, just months before I'd met him he was diagnosed with cancer. That day when I saw him move, it was as if the years he'd accumulated had fallen away as his stride with a pep in his step showing no sign of aging nor stopping. That same day my husband had marveled at Mr. Carter's movement with ease.

President Carter's books helped give me some guidance and vision. I'd actually had visions and dreams which I felt were spiritual in nature and some connection to those words and thoughts he'd written. Too the sacrosanct ideologies he put into motion.

There was one book I gave to my secretaries who'd graduated high school as they were going onto further education, "Sources of Strength". I felt it essential for them to read a weekly voice on the philosophy of President Jimmy Carter.

I don't think this country will ever know another leader who'd been as great a humanitarian as President Jimmy Carter. He brought in a secular thinking which quite some didn't appreciate. Especially, the far right and religious groups. This secular direction helped bring peace to the Middle-East which peace is always essential.

Currently, we need another leader like President Carter. But where on earth will we find another him or her? That should be our main thrust.

There are some people in life you pray that they live forever. He was one of them. For we needed and need such examples of striving with fortitude for goodness. I cry today for hope in another President Jimmy Carter to be that leader and humanitarian all rolled into one to present itself.---Jody-Lynn Reicher

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