The Mo(u)rning After….

Here it is, November 7th, 2018–the morning after major midterm elections. The blues won the HOUSE, the reds–the SENATE. And, as much as our country is still split in half so is my ever-loving, hopeful heart. My heart, that has always longed for kindness and justice and most importantly peace.

My faith in humanity is not restored, not fully, because I still live smack-dab in the middle of a RED state, surrounded by family who vow to “vote for Trump again” and accidentally included me on a group text, calling my kind “a stupid snowflake”. As if a snowflake is a bad thing. I’ve always loved snowflakes. They are gorgeous, delicate and soft, they tickle your nose and make child-hearted people of any age smile. So, if I’m a “snowflake”, I’ll take it as a compliment, thank you!

What I can’t continue to condone or wrap my mind around is that people that I love and would do anything for could support  a misogynistic man who warns about the threats of “the others”–the browns, the people from other countries, other languages, other religions, who is divisive, on purpose and is basically against EVERYTHING their own religion teaches. The religion I was steeped in from the moment I came hurling out of my mother’s womb–a religion full of “love your neighbor”, “when the alien resides with you in your land, you shall not oppress the alien” and “do not oppress a foreigner”.

How can they “fear” anyone if God is with them always? How can they preach fear and love at the same time? The answer is simple-they can’t. It’s not love the foreigner, but be terrified to get to know them. Or “only love them in their land, not yours”.  That’s not what the Bible says. And as much as I don’t like to quote it these days, if you are basing your life decisions off of it, then you are dead wrong in your political views.

How can you send missionaries to the VERY countries you are “afraid” of? How can you teach your children to love all of mankind, but at the same time tell them that others “not like them” are thugs, drug dealers and coming to attack? I’m pretty sure ALL of those are already on American soil in the name of Big Pharma and are already winning the “war on drugs” with each death caused by Opioids.

Another argument that many like to cite is that Trump wants us to keep our money and not just give it away to the poor or unemployed. “No one should get a free ride!”, I hear from people who continually GIVE  10% of their gross income to a man behind a pulpit every week, not fully knowing where or how that money is being used. Two of my FAVORITE scriptures about  this are:

“When you reap the harvest of your land, do not reap to the very edges of your field or gather the gleanings of your harvest. Do not go over your vineyard a second time or pick up the grapes that have fallen. Leave them there for the poor and the foreigner.”                –Leviticus 19:9-10


For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.” –Matthew 25:25-36

I no longer go to church. I no longer consider myself part of “Christianity”, in any form, however, even I know know what Jesus said to his people and know what his heart was like—loving, kind, generous and he literally laid down his life for a world full of unworthy people, if you believe in the Bible. So, HOW CAN ANYONE who is Christian justify voting for Trump? Do they honestly believe that Jesus would? Could? Should?

If you believe in your heart that your God “has your back” at all times, then wouldn’t he repay you for any taxes you paid to help those in need–the single moms, the men dying of cancer who can’t afford chemotherapy, the children who don’t have enough money to buy lunch today? Your GOD that provided for the masses off of two loaves and three fishes would certainly provide more than enough, wouldn’t he? I believe so.

I’m excited about the changes happening, but I can’t help but feel like we take two steps forward and one step back. Is it because I live in the South, in the Bible Belt, 200 miles away from where the KKK started? Is it because of social media where I get to see, on a daily basis, the thoughts of my racist uncle, backwoods family members and gun-toting, MAGA voters?

I’ve always felt, inside, that I didn’t belong here and the older I get, the more I want to leave. I want to live where love is first and hate isn’t an option. I want to live where our differences are appreciated and not feared. I want to live where you can be what and whoever you want and not be judged for it. Basically, I want the impossible. But, a girl can still dream…and it’s just about my bedtime.




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