Some Words of Hope After the Election


I get that enough has been written about this election already…and yet I write on. Sometimes (a lot of the time) I write to figure out what I’m thinking, to pull myself out of darkness and fear and into light and truth. So, if you have found your way here, I appreciate the time you’re taking with me as I process this.

Whew. I’m tired and I’m guessing that many of you are, too. This election cycle was emotionally and spiritually exhausting, and I wasn’t expecting to to feel this rollercoaster of emotions.

First there was all the pre-election rhetoric, then the actual election outcome, and now the aftermath. Each one presented its own challenges.

My friends and family approached this election with multiple perspectives.

I have a friend that voted for Trump with sadness and guilt, thinking mostly of the judges the next president would seat and wanting her conservative values to be upheld. I have friends that have been crying tears of sorrow since Trump was elected, knowing that there’s less of a chance the marginalized will be protected. I have friends that are hopeful, “Let’s take a chance on something anti-establishment.” I have friends that are terrified about what’s going to happen to our world relationships, their illegal immigrant neighbor, and their healthcare access.

Though some perspectives are harder for me to understand than others, I want to give the beautiful people I love the benefit of the doubt. For the most part, I’ve been an observer, rather than a strong voice in this turmulent democratic process. That’s mostly because I am empathizing with everyone.

I can feel the disgust that each side has for one another, with appalled choruses of, “How could you?”

I can feel the pain of women, especially those who have experienced sexual assault, as they observed countless disrespectful sentiments and actions from a man that rose to popularity on the backs of those who largely disregarded his behavior.

I can feel the frustration of those struggling with the evangelical church, who is too involved in telling people that one party best represents the actions of Christ in the world.

I can feel the fear of those who are worried this country has abandoned godly values and want respect for life, marriage, and freedom of religious expression.

I can feel the heaviness with which we all headed to the polls, disillusioned by a system that gave us, for the most part, the choice of a lesser of two evils, and having to judge for ourselves, which sins we would tolerate more.

I’m saddened by the election of Trump, I’ll be honest with you. I didn’t vote for him but neither did I vote for Hillary. I felt stuck in the middle at the voting both, as I do now in the aftermath. It seems like we’re more polarized than ever, judging those with the opposing view as evil.

I wish that we would be gentle with each other. For the most part, people are too nuanced to be labeled the things we’re calling them. The recent instances of open racism and hatred are despicable, but I would guess that the majority, even those that voted for Trump, wouldn’t condone these senseless and gross acts towards other human beings. People are no more progressive or sinful  than we’ve ever been when it comes to the matters of the heart. And we’re definitely still prone to putting too much hope in our earthly systems-our political parties, our churches, our humanity. Misplaced hope.

What we are experiencing is outrage at the injustices of being ruled by earthly governments. The imperfections. The evil. The desire for power. History has shown us the trends of human rule.

In Samuel 8, the Israelites petitioned the old prophet Samuel for a ruler like the nations surrounding them had.

You are old, and your sons do not walk in your ways; now appoint a king to lead us, such as all the other nations have.” But when they said, “Give us a king to lead us,” this displeased Samuel so he prayed to the LORD. And the LORD told him; “Listen to all that the people are saying to you’ it is not you they have rejected, but they have rejected me as their king. As they have done from the day I brought them up out of Egypt until this day, forsaking me and serving other gods, so they are doing to you. Now listen to them; but warn them solemnly and let the know what they king who will reign over them will do.”

We have been asking for a king for centuries. Some earthly person where we can lay our hope. But it is not found there.

Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding, no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those whose hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not be faint.

There is shalom to bring. Peacemaking to be done. Justice to fight for. Whatever we can do to be a part of God’s redemptive plan on earth, we should do. This is our holy work. But be released from trying to convince the other side of your perspective.  Cry your tears, mourn, discuss, listen.  But be wary of finding too much hope in humanity, and let’s look instead to the Great Justice Bringer.

Renew us, oh God, in your presence.



  1. Cathy Wheeler says:

    Very, very, very good..Now send that as an email to Fox news and the liberal networks too. Really. The country needs to hear this view. Don’t worry about the Bill Mahers of the world. They need to hear it too.