I will now paraphrase every Christian “I’m voting for Trump” article so that we can all save some time:
Hello to my faithful readers, blessings to you and your family. This post may come as a surprise. I’ve embraced a great deal of scriptural guidance and prayerful consideration, and the war of convictions stirring in my soul has been overwhelming. To say I’m grieved is an understatement, but by the grace of God I’ve found solace in my choice. After much prayer and painful reflection, I’ve come to a difficult conclusion: the all powerful and sovereign God, with whom all my trust resides, has His limits.
I’ve reached the understanding that this election is a binary choice, and “standing against evil” isn’t an option. Oh, how my heart aches for my country, constantly clinging to that which is evil. Lowering standards with little regard for God’s word, to the point that even I, [Insert someone trusted by thousands… or millions] am forced to lower my standards. Not because I have little regard for God’s word or the trust He has earned, but because I love God’s word and trust Him completely, and I’ll explain how that works some other time… unless I conveniently forget. Continue reading
Around this time last week this small town introvert had her laptop propped up on Sir. Arthur Conan Doyle and C.S. Lewis for Skype interviews and phone calls with various media outlets. My place of comfort is found behind a keyboard, and I appreciate all of the patience and kind words from those who have been in contact with me. This shy bookworm had done radio spots before, but this was an entirely new world.
I’ve been humbled by the level of support I’ve received, and I’ve attempted to reach out to those who took the time to send incredibly kind messages. If I didn’t reply to you, I apologize. Just know that I appreciate the time you took, and I’m in the process of going through all of my accounts. Now that it’s settling down, I wanted to sit down and reply to some of the questions and comments I received, so this post shall serve as both a “Thank you!” and a Q&A of sorts.
“What was the reaction like?”
Short answer: Awesome.
Long answer: I have been shown so much support from both sides of the aisle, and can’t possibly say how much I appreciate that. I have countless messages from Conservatives AND Progressives that have truly been eyeopening for me. Continue reading
You’ve probably read a lot of debate recaps since Tuesday evening, so what could possibly be unique about mine? Well, I dislike both VP candidates, and I loathe this election with the intensity of a thousand flaming Hells so I’m fully prepared to be overwhelmingly unpleasant… plus I have a glass of wine and a couple hours to kill, so I’m writing it regardless.
After both forgettable men entered the stage – one sporting the personality of a dollar bin book of cheap one-liners, and the other a Rorschach test – the debate took off with the enthusiasm of an elderly sloth. Continue reading
!!!!This post was written before the election, but reposted due to recent events!!!!
“I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.“ – C.S. Lewis
I do not possess the qualifications listed on the resumes of every faith leader found under Donald Trump’s catalog of endorsements, and my rebuke of them may very well land upon deaf ears, but for my own conscience I write this post. Frank Herbert said that “reason is the first victim of strong emotion,” and as I stand back and watch an overwhelming fear engulf reason and compassion when it comes to Syrian refugees, I’ve never been so sure of his words.
The vast majority of debates I’ve had about refugees have been with self-proclaimed Christians, so here goes:
I can scroll through my Facebook on any given day and find your posts on refugees and terrorism, and very few are accurate. Misconceptions postulated on fear are ruling Conservative Christian media, and to say it’s troublesome is a gross understatement. So, first off, some facts: Continue reading
I’ve been venting about Tomi Lahren for a few weeks, off and on, but this will be my final comments regarding her – at least I sincerely hope they are. I came to this decision because, much like the fellows over at The Buckley Club, I believe that in order for Conservatives to rebuild and move on, we must cut ourselves off from the toxic parasites currently reproducing in the diseased bowels of our movement. Such an infestation requires attention to continue its growth, and when I complain and whine I’m just giving them more of said needed attention.
I am finally ready to stop… after this post, of course. It might be a challenge, but I believe I can let go of the reactionary reins. I’m confident. Not Kanye West confident, but more like “I feel like I can walk past that plate of brownies” confident.
“The source of every crime, is some defect of the understanding; or some error in reasoning; or some sudden force of the passions.” ― Thomas Hobbes
I’m going to ask my readers to bear with me on this one, because this post will feel as though I’m traveling down various rabbit holes and dragging you along with me. It’s going to be longer than normal – even my normal – but I hope you understand where I’m coming from in the end. You’ll get a glimpse of the mess that is my brain, but I’m doing so to provide a broad picture of how our tribe mentality has evolved. The good, the bad, and the ugly, all wrapped up in one post.
My post about why I’m supporting Evan McMullin (read here) made mention of the term “Tribalism,” and I received a good deal of feedback in regards to that particular label. I found myself explaining – repetitively – why I blame tribalism for the vast majority of our issues today, and why it’s at the core of my refusal to support either leading candidate. After having the conversations, I’m more convinced now than ever that it’s an important topic we need to discuss more often. Why?
So a lot has happened in the weeks between my last post and today, and now that the busy summer schedule is finally winding down I’ll be back to writing more frequently – and I’m pumped about it.
So, what all happened during this eventful break? Well, the conventions for both parties took place, and the narratives were surprising; the Left embracing a progressive quasi-patriotism it has been lacking, and the Right a stench of authoritarianism like we’ve never witnessed from a candidate – with any chance of ever winning – in American politics. The former lacking a candidate of character and as misguided in policy as they’ve been for many years, the latter utterly devoid of any principled foundation befitting a party prepared to lead the free world. Yet the people – adorned in their red, white, and blue apparel, some bathed in the artificial patriotism sold to them by an angry snake oil salesman – celebrate.
“The war for our soul has just begun,” we preach. A sobering set of words repeated ad nauseam from those – like myself – in the political trenches, found somewhere between the radical camps of big government, messianic certainty, socialism, nationalism, tyranny, and bitter ignorance. Many repeat the wishes of a redo as we as a country tear through the warning tape, and speed past the vast number of cautionary tales being replayed in our minds while a small portion of the nation celebrates in their reckless abandon, shaking the severed brake lines in their children’s faces. Continue reading