So I’ve been thinking a lot about choice. We voted last week. The nation made its choice. 81% of white evangelicals supported that choice. (I’m part of the 19%.)
So how am I to respond?

Accept and move on?
Double down on the fight against racism, misogyny, bullying?
Throw stones?
Catch stones and build altars? (Per a blog post by Milton Brasher-Cunningham)
Join a movement of the “Christian Left” and drop the moniker of “evangelical” altogether?
Find God in the midst and watch him work?
Move to Canada?

My peacemaker brain is seeking solutions, compromise, unity. After all, I understand many of the reasons the 81% voted as they did, but understanding doesn’t necessarily translate to agreement. The issues are complicated and the stakes are SO high.

My passionate heart is screaming against acceptance and silence. There are times and seasons to double down on the fight. According to Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, there’s a time for everything. A time to weep, and a time to laugh. A time to embrace, and a time to shun embracing. A time to tear apart, and a time to sew together. A time to be silent, and a time to speak. A time to love, and a time to hate. A time for war, and a time for peace.

For me, this is a time to speak up. The plaque at the base of the Statue of Liberty reads: “Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!” So I’ve made my choice to double down on the fight against racism, misogyny, bullying, walls. And in the midst, I will watch God work.

You may make a different choice. And that’s ok. We can pursue our choices honorably.