My friend, who is a non-Catholic Christian and would also vote for a true conservative candidate like Santorum (unlike my fellow Catholic Republican voters who vote for Romney) said, as she prayed for me, a funny thing. She called me a "purple elephant." We looked at each other and wondered where in the world that came from. At the time we were praying we had not discussed the political aspect of my loneliness, however an elephant aptly describes the Republican part of me.
Later, as we prayed the scriptural rosary, we read about Jesus and the purple garment that was put on him just before his crucifixion and immediately recognized the color coincidence. At that point in the crucifixion story, Jesus was completely alone. Even His closest friends abandoned him. The guards crowned him with thorns, mocked, hit and spat on him. Sometimes that's how I feel as a Catholic Christian Conservative in America. Mocked. Belittled. Tossed aside as ignorant and uneducated. Abandoned. Virtually hit and spit on the liberal media.
That image of a purple elephant struck me as an almost perfect description of me and it makes me smile. I'm the purple elephant in the room that nobody wants to acknowledge is there (at least not my strongly held beliefs). I know I am not alone in my loyalties, I'm just physically separated from like-minded people (my mom being the exception).
Today I declare I am a proud member of the Purple Elephant Club and my prayers are with those who are like me. I pray we will be bold, stand strong and smile.