My neighborhood is a war zone. Beto. Cruz. Beto. Cruz. Neighbors divided. Lines drawn, sides picked. Will there be a blue wave? Will there be a red tide? Will we wake up Wednesday in a much worse world than we went to sleep in on Tuesday? (Depending on who you are).
In 2018, I find myself increasingly unrepresented by politicians. I voted, but I sighed a lot while casting my ballot-disregarding some ideals for others. I’m disenchanted by all of the anger. I’m frustrated that no one seems to represent me. I hate that politics is driven by money and greed. I’m surprised by all of the fear-on both sides. I’m angry about ALL OF THE IMMATURITY. And while our unlikely President has certainly set a bizarre precedent for childishness in authority, many of us have fallen right in line-using social media to further our agendas-as if fights online have ever been a good replacement for face to face conversations. PS. Yard signs won’t do much more and in 2018, I feel that they are down right divisive.
I am weary of it.
Dear Christians. God is on his throne. Political agendas might set a loose course for our country-but God is never surprised. Furthermore, regardless of whether you are blue or red or a mixture of the two, the power of the living God lives inside of you. And as believers in an almighty God, it is our responsibility to take care of widows and orphans, to love the downtrodden, help the disenfranchised, to be generous with our gifts or riches, to protect the rights of the born and unborn, and to be the hands and feet of Jesus Christ in the place that we live. If you ever think that casting a vote for a politician takes the place of obeying Jesus, you are worshiping at the feet of a false god. If you think politics will solve the problems of hate and racism and poverty and murder in this world-I’m sorry to inform you, that it hasn’t happened yet, it won’t happen tomorrow (and I’m the biggest idealist you’ll ever meet).
I’ve always been conflicted politically. In college I gave an interview to my friend who wrote for our school paper in which I said, “you cannot legislate morality.” And I still believe that, with all of my heart.
There is a lot of crummy stuff going on right now, exacerbated by the advent of social media. But the world has always been mean and hateful. We have always oppressed people, people have lied and cheated and abused from the beginning of time.
Laws curb that…a little bit. People curb it more. Love curbs it most. You and me stopping awful behavior and teaching the next generation to be better-that’s what will change the world. You and me, friends. We the people. We are the change makers. More than Beto. More than Cruz. More than colors on a map.
By all means vote. And vote in a way that you feel is righteous. We are fortunate to be free.
The real onus for social change is ours’. Today, tomorrow and the day after that. If we cannot get along with our neighbors and our friends and our countrymen, how are we better than any angry tweets?
Whatever happens tonight, our job tomorrow does not change.
Kindness is our calling.
Love your neighbor as yourself (regardless of the stupid sign in their yard).
Be anxious for nothing.
Love your enemy.
Love the Lord your God with all your heart soul and mind.
Turn the other cheek.
Take care of widows and orphans.
Weep with those who weep.
Laugh with those who laugh.
Seek peace and pursue it.
Abhor what is evil, cling to what is good.
God is still good, even though this world is fallen.
We must stop looking at one another as enemies.