Why This Site?

When someone encounters God, the two natural questions he or she asks is, “Who are you, Lord?” and “What am I to do?”. Who is this great God we have, and in light of that, what is my response?  What am I to do with the life that I have?
I am a Christian, white, registered Republican, the very demographic of President Trump’s fan base.  Yet I am not a fan.  Politics have always intimated and disappointed me, so I have never taken much interest until now.  Policies are never perfect, so they will always disappoint someone.  They will change according to the party in power and the economic demands of the time.
This current administration, however, has shown that this is not an era of establishing policies; it’s an era of marginalizing people.  My heart is breaking because of the bullying rhetoric that our administration has ushered into our common social and political vocabulary.  It is breaking because they are stripping minorities of constitutional rights and are capitalizing on America’s fear of terrorist attack in order to oppress Muslim Americans, international refugees, and other minorities.  Above all, my heart has been most broken by the Trump administration’s branding themselves as Christian and using the name of God to justify their hurtful ways.
Enough heartbreak.  Enough political apathy.  I’m done with that; I want in.  I don’t want in to the politics; I want in for the people.  I see wonderful, brave, creative, precious people being attacked, bullied, isolated, stifled, targeted, shamed, and oppressed because they are different from the Trump administration.  These are God’s people, God’s purposeful and masterful creations whom He loves.  I cannot stay silent or apathetic when the name of Jesus is used to oppress people.
God is love.  God loves all people, even those who don’t believe in Him.  All people are valued.  So how can I help that be the message that is heard above the vitriolic din of political bullying?  I am an exhausted mom with little time and even less political understanding, so this journey will be challenging and imperfect.  But I have a heart for God’s people, and I care so much.  I can take small steps with the little time and energy and limited expertise that I have.  Each day, it’s proven to me over and over that small steps of caring really do make big impact because they matter to someone.  And that someone matters.
In a different time, with a different president, it could have been me who was the victim of the refugee ban or who has to worry about whether I would be deported.  It could have been me who was ridiculed for my income level, the color of my skin, the ethnicity of my parents, or the growing litany of prejudices we are seeing from the top down.  And because it’s not me, because I can have an outside voice, let it be me who does something…even if it seems small.
In light of who God is and how he loves, what am I to do?
I can pray.  I can fast.  I can show kindness to those around me.  I can donate.  And I can write.  And I pray that the small things I write might create small footsteps that allow other people to easily walk one step at a time too.
While this website is for anyone and everyone who finds it, I especially write to others who feel inadequate to do something, others who fit the Trump demographic but don’t actually support his decisions, and most of all, for those who love Jesus and are not quite sure how the sad and hurtful going-ons we have seen with this administration fit into their understanding of what it means to love their neighbor as themselves.  As I wrestle through that question, and as I learn a little more about navigating politics, and as I seek to hear the stories of the beautiful people who are finding themselves alienated from the nation they once found refuge in, please contribute.  Help me.  While I’m not interested in political ranting or biting judgment (and will unapologetically disallow those comments), I do want dialogue, even if your opinion is not mine.  So please follow this site and pass it on to others.
Let our America not be redefined by the Trump administration’s criteria; let’s redefine and reunite it with relationships among the American people.
Then [Paul] said: “I am a Jew, born in Tarsus in Cilicia, but brought up in this city at the feet of Gamaliel, educated strictly according to our ancestral law, being zealous for God, just as all of you are today. I persecuted this Way up to the point of death by binding both men and women and putting them in prison, as the high priest and the whole council of elders can testify about me. From them I also received letters to the brothers in Damascus, and I went there in order to bind those who were there and to bring them back to Jerusalem for punishment. “While I was on my way and approaching Damascus, about noon a great light from heaven suddenly shone about me. I fell to the ground and heard a voice saying to me, “Saul, Saul, why are you persecuting me?’  I answered, “Who are you, Lord?’ Then he said to me, “I am Jesus of Nazareth whom you are persecuting.’ Now those who were with me saw the light but did not hear the voice of the one who was speaking to me.  I asked, “What am I to do, Lord?’” (Acts 22:3-10, NRSV).